'I'Ll Never Forget What He's Done For Me' Poem by Linda Winchell

I'll never forget what He's done for me
The pain and the suffering He endured.
Whipped and dragged through the streets of town
Where on-lookers' taunted Him, spit
And in their drunkeness, profanity slurred.

They placed a crown of thorns upon His head
Claiming He, 'Now the King Of Men! '
Was nailed to a wooden cross
And for us His blood, He did shead.

And as He hung taking in His last painfull breath
He forgave two men on their crosses, of their sins.
And this is why this story doesn't end
It is where all of history, in Him begins.

For the story of this man named, 'Jesus'
Has continued, almost before time as we know began.
For you see, It only took one Loving soul to die for our sins
Our Lord, 'Jesus Of Nazareth ',
'HE REMAINS FOREVER, THE KING OF MAN! '