Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Risen Word

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Risen Word

On the road to suffering, scarred and bleeding you carried us all. A cross so heavy, yet not heavier than the weight of sin that drove the nails deep. Demons mocked in human form, venom and vinegar raised on a sponge. An army of angels waited for Your call, you took the bitter cup, the curse... Sign in to see full entry.

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