So this is something I wrote some years ago. Maybe three. I don't remember. It's definitely not perfect as poems are not something I'm gifted at, but every once in a while an idea for one will come to my mind and it will press on my heart so much that I'll just have to write about it. Anyways, so here's one. You're welcome to critique and give me some pointers. I don't mind, in fact I'd appreciate it. Or if you just want to comment, well I'm certainly not forbidding you. lol. :) I'd appreciate that too.
He was wounded, stricken, beaten
He was clothed with disgrace
Let His glory fade to dust
When He came to take our place
He had come from His throne
As a mighty King that day
To a people with no heart
When He came to take our place
Like a servant did He serve
To the ones He had made
Like a lamb sacrificed
When He came to take our place
Though the King of the earth
With all power, glory, grace
He had pity on our souls
When He came to take our place
To die in our place for the death we deserved
To hang on our wooden cross
To carry our sin and shoulder our wrong
To take the place of us all
Our King took the place of us all...
*Copyrighted by Simplicity
*Copyrighted by Simplicity
What do you think? I have quite a few more of these poem like things and plan to compile them in a book. I won't go big but maybe just use like Lulu.com and make a few copies. =)
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