Where thorns
pressed deep...my guilt was laid,
Each stripe You bore...You wore my stain,
With love You stayed...above the pain.
You held my soul...You gripped it tight,
When darkest night...veiled love from sight.
While mocking played...cold accolade,
My eternal reign...You sought to claim.
Each word betrayed...You then forgave.
Sin gouged Your frame...cruel ruts of blood,
As each wound stung...with deepest love.
Cold hatred judged...Your life to take
As vile spit raged...upon Your face,
Your eyes of love...were in my place.
When cruel spear slashed...to slit Your flesh
Your love spilled o'er...my life to bless.
With writhing thirst...Your head raised high,
In loudest voice...impelled to cry
My God, My God, forsake Me...WHY!
Each wrenching throb...my life was not,
Till Your blood stilled...the wrath of God.
With lungs engorged...You gasped for breath,
Wild fever seethed...gangrene's infest,
While insects crawled...upon your flesh.
Your Father turned...sin reigned unchecked,
Earth shook with death...the curtain rent.
Your body crushed...while drenched in prayer,
Compelling love...impaled You there,
No other love...can e'er compare.
To win the fight o'er sin...alone
You bought my soul...unstained...to own.
Your spirit raised...one final call,
Full exultation...now Your joy,
The victory won...death's grip no more.
All those who come...who will receive
You give Your life...to live and breathe.
Your purity...from birth till end,
You sacrificed...to take me then,
With You above...to now ascend.
To live Your power...Your endless life,
In Spirit raised...to lasting light.
Can I perceive...now see my sin,
I broke Your law...I tortured Him,
Dear Lord, forgive...I bow to cleave.
You bore my hell...on love's cruel tree,
You took my death...You died for me.
Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2009
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Poetry from the Heart
1 Corinthians 15:54-57
"Death has been swallowed up in victory."
"Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?"
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin
is the law.
But thanks be to God!
He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus
Christ.
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