Joseph Doyle

(Dunlaoghaire, Dublin, Ireland)

God I Do Not Want To Die - Poem by Joseph Doyle

When you were only thirty three,
You laid down your life for me,
I think of you on the cross so high,
God I do not want to die.
A spear did pierce your side,
And Mary stood there and cried,
When I think of it I sigh,
God I do not want to die.
Your were denied not once but thrice,
But you paid the ultimate price,
You knew your death was nigh,
God I do not want to die.
Then you said forgive them father,
While soldiers shook with laughter,
They took you down on the ground to lie,
God I do not want to die.
You rose again on Easter morn,
A new man had been born,
You looked up towards the sky,
God I do not want to die.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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