Alone - Poem by Royston Allen
Sharp iron nails divided flesh from bone
as upon the cross He hung all alone.
“My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me? ”
He cried alone upon that awful tree.
His soul was ravaged by bulls of Bashan
as there alone He bore the sins of man
and crowds stood staring at the gruesome sight
as He suffered alone to put things right.
The sun was darkened and refused to shine
when He died alone for these sins of mine.
Smitten of God and forsaken was He
as there alone He paid that price for me.
His body was wounded and His blood shed
when all alone He hung there in my stead.
“My Lord, my God what love is this? ” I cried,
“That for me alone You willingly died.”
Then they removed Him from that cross of shame
where He had died alone to bear my blame.
Another man’s tomb they gave as His grave
where alone they laid Him Who came to save.
He fought alone against Satan and sin.
and to be defeated was not for Him.
Hell’s dark sepulchre could not keep Him in
for all alone He’d conquered death and sin.
Triumphantly He burst through gates of Hell
For He alone was able to prevail.
Now in heaven exalted on the throne
where every knee bows to Him alone.
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