Mary's Mourning
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Written on April 7, 2024
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She couldn’t know what time would reveal.
She loves Him more than words can say.
all hope is gone, it’s surreal.
Tears escape as she tries to pray.
He is her son, her firstborn son.
And the answer to our prayers
She knows when all is said and done,
She’ll be left with grief-stricken tears.
She can see His struggle for air,
His life is coming to a close.
John is beside her, a sad pair.
Waiting, they’re lost in the shadows.
Filled with a pain she can’t explain,
Darkness falls, covering their souls.
This is heartless that’s inhumane.
This pain, no comfort can console.
She feels doom that comes to shatter,
Destroying hope of salvation,
When He is gone, what will matter?
Grief has come to all creation.
God’s only Son, Lamb of God, Love
Mary’s son and her Rescuer
With grace flowing down from above,
He saves. He’s a heart pursuer.
He is the way. I believe Him.
His love sustains, offers new hope,
To every heart that was once grim,
He gives them a new way to cope…
Mary mourned the One who had died,
But somehow, He survived the tomb,
Making a way to give up pride,
Finding the light who ends all gloom.
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2024
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