Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Blood that saves

The cross and the grave
The bondage of death
The sting, the pain
The ponderings of heart and minds

But he is lord
Yet he whined and winced they scorned,
Oh he bled …
The scars also remain

The flesh died, his descent
Voices of mourning and sorrow
But grace came in time
The spirit; his Ascension

He is awake, his tomb empty
Death gave him up
A reason to sing aloud
He is risen, yes he is risen

The power of the New Testament revealed
By his death, access granted
To the holy of holies we now enter
Bloodlike tears the penance.

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