The Cross Poem by Jocelyn Dunbar

The Cross



The great tribulation of Jesus Christ as a son of man on
Earth and a son of God in heaven. The prophecy of
God fulfilled on the cross. The debt of sins paid by the
Blood of Jesus Christ, the image of a man.
The infinite God of the universe came down from heaven to
The debt of the world. He gives justice to the sins of
The sinners to save the whole world. He suffered and died,
Buried and raised from the dead. His death guarantees
Forgiveness and eternal life. God became visible and
Intelligible to us. ' Oh come, let us adore him Christ our
Savoir and Lord '. He makes things beautiful,
According to his mercy, He saved us. The nail-pierced
Hands of Christ reveal the love-filled heart of God.

He carries the sins of the world on the cross; he punished by
Men beaten and sorrowful, every single strike of various
The object used to beat him caused a lot of severe pain,
Wounded and painted body with blood.
The anxiety of the body is given into emotion by pain.
The man put the hard substance forming a crown to
His head makes him feel uncomfortable.
The blood comes out to his head and
Runs to his eyes through his face
The anxiety of His body, muscle, and vein broke and
Damage, so merciful! On the rough roadway
He walks carrying the cross beaten many times repeatedly,
The men laughed again and again and spit at him.
So painful, deep, through his senses image of a man.

On the cross, His hands and feet were nailed, trembling his
The whole body deeply pain, the blood flowing every beaten
Stroke force of the hammer to the soft part of the body
Through His muscle and vein wounded. The blood carries on
Struggling pain coming here and then to his flesh.
His breath fades away. Awful suffering of Jesus Christ,
His uttermost being, whispering to his spirit to go on,
Saying, 'Father, why you have just forsaken me...
Forgive them for they did not know anything ',
In your hands, I offer my spirit.
The Word becomes flesh; we are victorious
Because of his cruel death on the cross.
Hosanna in the highest!
Praising you; Oh God on heaven and earth.

The heaven opened, and the angels of
God ascended and descended upon the
Son of the father in all His deity.

© Jocelyn Dunbar
2 April 2004
12: 30 PM

Saturday, June 3, 2006
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