On the Cross
Jesus had to die to save us.
Calmly He accepted fate.
"Crucify Him! Crucify Him", they cried.
They nailed Him to the cross and mocked him.
Suffering for humanity in obedience to his Father
He hung between two thieves and told them ,
"Believe in Me and you will be saved."
Darkness fell across the whole land
And at three o'clock he died.
Mary His Mother had stayed beside Him.
As they took Him from the cross, she left,
Not really knowing that in three days,
Her beloved Son would rise again.
Those who love Him wear a cross around their necks.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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