Sacrifice Poem by Sandra Conner

Sacrifice



A crown,
A diadem,
A shackle placed upon the brow.

Bestowed
Contemptuously,
And scarlet robe on shoulders bowed.

The grief,
The agony,
The tortuous, mutilating pain.

All born
By Innocence
To give me peace and health again.

A cross,
On Calvary:
To execute the Father's plan.

A tomb,
Now empty stands:
He's paid the price for every man.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Christian
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Sandra Conner

Sandra Conner

Illinois, U. S. A.
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