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Lo, there He hangs,
Ashen figure, pinned against the wood,
God grant that I might " love Him"
Even as I should.
I draw a little closer,
To share His love divine
Then hear Him softly whisper
" Ah, foolish child of Mine "
If now I should embrace you,
My hands would stain you red
And should I bend to kiss you,
The thorns would pierce your head
Was then I learned in meekness
That love demands a price,
Was than I learned that sorrow
Was just the kiss of Christ !
May We All Remember The Sacrifice
Of God That Was So Freely Given
So That We May Find The True
Meaning of Easter.............
John 3:16
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