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Silence Speaks

Imposing cross, producing profound silence The Saviours last gasps, all making no sense What is good about love crucified, O pitiful day Desolate wretched Friday, taking life’s breath away Hanging lifeless, exposed to creations shocked gaze Despondent disciples enter into grief’s murky haze Disbelieving, lost in sorrow, for blessed hope is dead Faith is nailed to splintered wood, courage has fled But wait, for heavens voice speaks, reveals the plan Shrouds unfurl, unable to hold the risen Son of Man He bursts forth from the ravages of deaths cruel hold Conquering evil, God’s Word now proclaimed so bold Patrick Brennan ©

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 6/16/2010 3:09:00 AM
Excellent write deoicting the crucifiction. Well done. A. W. Nutter
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