Love broke the bread
Died in my stead
and bore the cross for me
Love took wrath's cup
and drank it up.
It's empty now for me.
Love climbed the hill
fulfilled God's will
and suffered there for me.
Love cried out loud
before the crowd.
Laid down His life for me.
Love bowed His head
until He was dead
so that I might go free.
Love took the fall
and saved us all
then rose up from the grave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful refrain playing good wonders in just few words. A beautiful conception of love. Beautiful representation of love even beyond death.