He gave up his life

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As you have seen from all of my poems, I have a great love for God and His son. I have a love for His word as well. So all of the poems that I will be putting on here will have that kind of heart behind them. Thanks for taking the time to look and observe and share your hearts about my poems.

He gave up his life

He hung there six hours to be

Badly beaten for you and for me

The spike through his feet and the hands above his head

Any other man surely would have already been dead

 

Arrested on Monday, crucified on Wednesday

So many things happened, to hard to say

40 hours of torture and mental anguish

But there was joy set before him, God’s true wish

 

Not a bone broken from all of the beatings

Whips with metal and bone pulled away at his skin

Not recognizable any more with eyes he they did scan

With hurtful tears Pilot declared “behold the man”

 

When the sixth hour was finally come

God’s will and purpose finally done

He cried with a loud voice

Words of his free will choice

 

 

He commended unto his Father God his spirit

Blood shed for all of us every little bit

Now heart open, normal within

Able now to carry our sin

 

They mocked him, scourged him

Beat and whipped, unjustly tried him

Dragged him to Calvary, Simon behind

Ordered to carry the cross of a man who was one of a kind

 

Hanging there still loving and caring

Asking his Father to forgive there ignorant action

Finally the time came; he saith “I thirst”

They tried to take it, but he gave up his life first

 

Now raised, ascended and seated above

He gave it up because he so loved

Now sitting at Gods right hand, mediating and interceding alone

Awaiting these words “time to go and bring your brothers and sisters home”

 

So sit there and think hard and long

Wondering why some of us are singing a whole new song

Make him Lord of your life and be set free

Death having no more power over you and me

 

Having God’s gift living within

Knowing His will gives our lives a whole new thrill

Believing is the key to getting all of this done

Because of all that was done by God’s only begotten son.

 

Darrell Stevens

 

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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