Vincent Flannery Poet Rhyme

The Centurion

As the head Centurion was supervising his men
Occasionally he'd look upon Jesus now and then
And as he was instructing his men as to what to do
It was closer to this Man Jesus that this centurion drew

And after the Cross was raised he then stood on guard
This battle worn soldier whose heart was now so hard
Hearing his own men as they cast lots for Jesus' clothes
A compassion, which he could not discern, suddenly arose
  
And as he watched Jesus for three long hours in agony
It was through this manner that his heart began to see
This man who was there the whole time at the Cross that day
In seeing Jesus suffer he knew that this Jesus was the Way

He had watched in so many other men being crucified before
But it was this, Our Lord, who changed his whole entire core
For this Man was different as He suffered in all complete Grace
Asking His Father to forgive us as Blood ran down His Face

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