Hot Cross Bun "a Poem For Easter"

When I see a cross On a hot cross bun It reminds me of god's love And all that he has done. He sent His Son Lord Jesus To die upon a tree And took upon Himself my sin So I could be set free. He hung upon that cross In pain and agony His body torn from lashes And bones for all to see. It's written in the Bible That this was meant to be For God in man died Himself And took the place of me. They took Him down from the cross For me His life He gave And wrapped Him in a linen cloth To prepare Him for the grave. At the place where Jesus died was a garden not far away And in it was a brand new tomb That's where He was to stay. A guard was placed outside His tomb As though it was a prison But on the first day of the week Guess what, "He was risen". The resurrection and the life No grave could keep Him in For on that day He rose again And broke the power of sin. So when I see a Cross On a hot cross bun It reminds me of god's love And the victory He has won.