Jesus Poem by lauren robinson

Jesus



He walked alone that road of scorn,
without a murmur the pain was borne.
The Jews demanded crucify, kill,

They hung him on golgothas hill.
The heavens rent, the earth did quake,
Fear and darkness followed its wake.

He gave his life for me,
so that I could be set free.

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