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by Rosean AKA Zeni Apr 18, 2005 category : Special events / other poems
Our saviour, Jesus Christ on the cross was slain he died to carry our sins so who are we to complain hanging there upon a cross nailed to his death ' father why have you forsaken me,' he said with his last breath the blood dripping from his head from a crown of thorns some people were weeping other faces were full of scorns so who am i to complain as he died for me it was not his will to die upon a cross at calvary it had to be it was his fate his heart was full of love his prosecutors full of hate yes he died for you and me upon a cross so grave he did it for everyone and to everyone new life he gave