As He was flogged and hanged on the tree,
thoughts flowed in His heart
and I could see
that He was thinking of me,
the melodies from His soul
and the do re mi
spoke about His unending love towards me.
Again as I think of cavalry,
the glory that was nailed and the greater one that revealed,
and of the love that I was redeemed,
A melody of love flows in my heart.
As He drank of the cup of sorrow,
the words He spoke,
were for my sake
the gulp that choked His throat
and the cry He gave;
"Father forgive them for know not what they are doing "
"It is finished!"
The last breath He breathed,
He said it all for my comfort
and breathed for me to live.
Again as I think of all these,
and of the love that I was redeemed,
A shout of joy fills my mouth.
And as the blood gushed from His side,
the strokes and whips He took on my behalf,
these were not things I deserve,
the debt of my sins He paid
with the grace I couldn't afford.
My shames and pasts which I couldn't avoid,
were taken away from me.
At that moment He was declared a nonentity- void!
as He took the stripes and wounds for my sake.
Again as I imagine these
and of the love that I was redeemed,
the vision of heaven fills my eyes.
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Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
