About Two Thousand Years ago- A Poem about his death
About Two Thousand Years ago,
I stood with my charges,
with despair, the mood of my soul
before opposing earthly judges.
About two thousand years ago ,
I owed substantial debts,
like a prisoner in a gaol
I was subjected to death.
But a lawyer stood for me
he had no connection with the government,
he had no good shoes on his feet,
but he waved and changed my judgement.
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With his hand severely drilled
and his head crowned with thorns
such that from his head, blood dripped –
what a price for my salvation !
About two thousand years ago
a lawyer had set me free,
his heart was as white as snow,
he paid for my life with his.
What does the unfinished work of the Cross mean? Read this: At the Cross
Hallelujah!!! Our debt is paid about two thousand years back… Glory!!!