I stare up at the cross,
And uncontrollably cry.
I need to find an answer,
Why did you have to die?
I know I didn’t deserve it,
For you to die for me.
It’s something I’ll have to accept,
It’s the way it had to be.
I’ve done so much wrong,
He can’t forgive it all.
I suppose I should pray about it,
Then maybe he’ll answer my call.
Did you really love me that much?
To pay the ultimate price.
To deliver me from sin,
Your son you’d sacrifice.
I guess I’ve got my answer,
To why you had to die.
So I’ll just stare at the cross,
And uncontrollably cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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