So, since Easter is approaching soon, like very soon, i just want to share my Easter poem with you.
I needed to pay, to pay for those sins
A holy royal came down, for I heard
The subjects honouring in those scenes
Oh Blessed Lamb, in His atoning grief
Suffered the thorns, and nails and cross and spear
Became my rescue and sweet relief
The pain He bore, I’m supposed to bear
Innocent wounds, the mocking crowns of thorn
Though with the loving, conscious will
He had his clothes, hands and feet torn
The cruel cross of Calvary, I was to fill
Oh happy day, happy day
When The Christ washed my sins away.