Poetry

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You alone are righteous
Yet you gave it up for me
To clothe me by your sacrifice
Your pain the world to see.

Naked, you hung upon the cross
Void of all dignity
God turned His face away from you
A fate justly meant for me.

Oh agony of heart, I cry
My Savior, I am sorry
May I now live forever
If only to proclaim your glory.

In death there is no victory
No one behind the stone
Just raiments of His burial clothes
And a people called His own.

God gave us such a precious gift
Through mercy and love it was given
His son not only died
To the glory of God, He is RISEN!

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