Royston Allen

It Is Over Lord Jesus - Poem by Royston Allen

It is over, Lord Jesus. No more suffering now.
No more pain and no more sorrow or thorn crowned brow.
It is finished, Lord Jesus. The price has been paid
and Your broken body in the grave has been laid.

You can rest Lord Jesus, everything has been done
the sacrifice has been made by God’s Only Son.
Not much longer Lord Jesus, just a few more days
and then the whole world will your great victory praise.

Topic(s) of this poem: easter, jesus

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 4, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 4, 2015

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