Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Good Friday Poem


When Jesus came to Golgotha
they nailed Him on a tree
they crowned Him with a crown of thorns
red were His wounds and deep
For those were crude and cruel days
when human flesh was cheap.

When Jesus came to our modern world
they only passed Him by
they would not hurt of hair of His
they only let Him die
for men had grown more tender then
they would not give Him pain
they only just passed down the street
and left Him in the rain.

And so it rained, a wintry rain
which drenched Him through and through
and when all the crowd had left the streets
without a soul to see
then Jesus crouched against a wall
and LONGED FOR CALVARY

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