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Crown of Thorns

Red rose petals in the wind
Falling gently to the ground
tainting red God’s blessed earth
Darkness descends all around

Cries of anguish pain and sorrow
A mother’s heart bleeds for her son 
 Bound and nailed  to a tree
bruised and weakened,  just for me

Crown of thorns that  I should bear
Pierce the head of one so dear
releasing me from pain of sin
to live and love , one with Him.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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