Love Climbed The Hill Poem by Royston Allen

Love Climbed The Hill



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.

Jesus bowed His head
until He was dead
so that I might go free.

Love Climbed The Hill
Sunday, March 25, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: easter
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