THE SACRIFICE

The Old Testament days of sacrifice,

Animals killed, given

Just one to me means everything

Christ’s sacrifice riven!

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Split up there on that cross of shame,

Horrific the agony!

Hanging by nails!  Just who could invent

Such horror sadistically?

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“Wages of sin is death!”  We know

But torture only shows me the

Nature of that torturer,

Dangling on a cross tree!

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No pity there, except from two,

Mercy from that crowd?

What could have possessed them, hating so?

Sure, the devil allowed!

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Satanic hatred there covered

Soliciting those few,

Inquisitive crowd that induced

A multitude that grew!

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Sure, a multitude collected there!

Forgetful of the good.

Five-thousand fed!  Sins forgiven.

As only a crowd could!

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This forgetting traditionally

Led the masses who

Just could not resist following as

The masses do!

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But taking the time to be holy just

Like twelve out of thousands

Then following in His footsteps

Then left Him at soundings–

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Of trouble then filtering through the crowds

Disciples soon commence

Finding other like means of livelihood

For their own defense.

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Then we do as other followers do:

And the crowd we follow,

The masses rule, sure majority

Then with swine we wallow!

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Now, let me thank God for a family

Obedient to the true

Following Jesus, all the way

As many families do!

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Of course, the Sam  03.13.12

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