While
meditating on the Cross
I
could not help but bow in awe
That
God Who flung the world in space
Would
offer man redeeming grace.
The
Cross where death and hell were crushed
Amidst
the cries of terrible pain
With
nails that pierced His hands and feet
Brought
peace above the Mercy Seat.
The
Father sent His only Son
The
perfect sinless Lamb of God
Fulfilling
every promise made
So
man's redemption could be paid.
Atonement
made through blood of rams
Could
only cover what was past
Christ's
blood removes the curse of sin
When
we invite Him to come in.
Then
in Communion He declares
His
flesh the Bread, His blood the Wine
So
in remembrance we can show
A
cleansed-filled life down here below.
--B.
Pent
2 comments:
As always, Papa, you did an amazing job proclaiming the message of the cross!
Oh Papa, that was beautiful! Sometimes I stand in awe wondering "why was I chosen? Why did he die for me?" And though I don't fully understand it, I will always praise my Savior for his grace! Thank you for another lovely poem, Papa.
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