Good Friday
Good Friday
Dr. James E. Martin
©April, 2014
God’s Son came to earth’s abode
On Calvary He shed His blood.
Once the Sacrifice was complete
Death He’d have to defeat.
For man His life He gave.
Resolved that sinners He’d save.
Ideally was God’s plan displayed,
Dutifully the Son obeyed.
Anguish and pain He would endure
Yet victory He’d lovingly procure.
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