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A Rusty Nail

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I ran a nail into my hand,
The wound was hard to heal;
So bitter was the pain to stand
I thought how it would feel,
To have spikes thrust through hands and feet,
Impaled by hammer beat.

Then hoisted on a cross of oak
Against the sullen sky,
With all about the jeering follk

Who joyed to see me die;
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Trevor Irwin 03 August 2009

An interesting identification with the perpetrators of the crucifixion, an honest one, love Service's humanity.

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Archie Langford 23 March 2008

Robert has done a us a great service at Easter time

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