Denis Martindale Poems
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* The Cross Of Christ
The jeering crowd like jackals stood,
To see what must be done.
Though once they thought this man was good,
They didn't see God's Son.
They called Him Rabbi, Teacher, Lord,
Yet now He was Rome's slave.
So all His claims were now ignored,
For who was He to save?
The nails were driven deep inside...
More drops of blood soon fell...
Once lifted, hoisted, crucified,
His life was just like Hell.
Torment and torture lay ahead.
His scourged back stung and bled and bled
As briars bruised His brain.
His mother wept each passing ...
Continue In The Spirit!
Continue in the Spirit here, all hopes anointed still,
Then He can make your journey clear, according to God's will.
Continue in the Spirit, friends, His guidance is sublime,
In truth, His power never ends, it stands the test of time!
Continue in the Spirit as each word of knowledge shares
Good reasons that each prayer group has prayer journals for their prayers.
Continue in the Spirit when the signs and wonders spread,
Then He can move and prove to men that He can raise the dead!