Calvary

dparkhurst5
Apr 16, 2025
1 min read

But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was

bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed. Isaiah 53:5

On the day of Your death

Your blood was shed for us

Spilled over the ground

To save all the lost

The Bearer of our sins was

Mocked and spit upon

This truth telling man

Had done nothing wrong

Down the Via Dolorosa

In Jerusalem He died

Willingly He gave His life

So in heaven we could reside

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