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The Cross

       (If displayed properly, this poem is in the shape of a cross.)            

                    The cross is as an emblem
                    of  my love, pure and  true,
                    and serves  as  a  reminder
                    of  my   suffering    for  you.
 For  it was  on a  wooden cross I  was nailed  and  lifted up.
 And because of my great love for you, I drank the bitter cup.
 The mind  cannot perceive, and there  are  no words to  tell, 
 the  greatness of  My pain  as that hammer struck each nail.     
 I hung and died there on that cross, to ransom you from sin,
 that  when  your life  is over,  heavens  gate  may bid you in.

                     Let not what I have suffered
                     be forgotten, or  for naught,
                     but  remember why  I  came 
                     and  remember all  I  taught.

                     Live each day in such a way
                     that  all  who know  you see,
                     a kind and grateful Christian
                     who loves, and lives, for Me.
                     You are precious in my sight.
                     I saved  your  soul from loss.
                     So  think how great  My love  
                     every time you  see a cross.

Copyright © Ron Tranmer | Year Posted 2015


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  1. Date: 4/2/2015 6:22:00 AM

    - A wonderful poem to the Easter season, Ron ! - A blessed Easter to you - from Norway :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)