Blood- Red Dawn
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We witness the dawn breaking over Christ's sacrifice in the hallowed echoes of ancient Golgotha, where shadows stretch and faith trembles.
Blessings,
Daniel
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A crimson tide o'er Golgotha ascends
No chalice held, a sacrifice.
The Holy Week
a shroud that slowly rends.
Mourning flocks
adrift from faith's secure fold.
A traitor’s kiss,
a friendship bought and sold.
Peter's denial,
a love that cannot mend.
A crown of thorns
a cruel and mocking crowd.
The weight of sin on Christ
Savior, true friend.
Through Gethsemane's forsaken
shadowed mire.
He trod
a steadfast soul
with love's eternal fire.
His final breath
a lamented prayer
a ragged cry.
A promise etched in every gasping sigh.
From darkest night
a radiant dawn shall rise.
Redemption’s hymn
a dove
takes to the skies.
Though flesh may fail
love’s covenant remains.
A chalice brimming
hope never dies
breaks the chains.
Copyright © Daniel Henry Rodgers | Year Posted 2024
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