He Died
Jesus died on the cross for us,
But the Devil makes us lie and curse.
We cry all night and day,
People tell you not to cry.
But all you can do is ask why.
"Jesus save me here my cries, save me."
"Take away my sins.
I feel like I'm getting stabbed by pins."
So as we say,
"Jesus save me from night and day."
Love, C
Copyright © Diondra Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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