Easter Poem
On the cross that Good Friday You suffered and bled
To save us from sin you were sent
We can never imagine just what You went through
A painful and heart-breaking end
Those harrowing moments when nailed to the cross
The words “It is finished” You said
A human life over, no joy to be found
Your days had now come to an end.
Then on Easter Sunday the happiest day
The joyful cries of “He’s…
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