Called by many The Path of Tears so very far away <br />Where paved with stones Jesus walked on that fateful day <br />Upon His back bent with pain and His face so grim <br />He bore a cross which was hewn from the mighty dogwood limbs People lined The Path of Tears standing on either side <br />Along with His precious mother, in anguish as she cried <br />He was so pure and holy that as he walked on by them <br />A woman ill was quickly healed who barely brushed His hem Yes forward up The Path of Tears to Calvary's hill he trudged <br />Where he was brutally crucified and then He died for us <br />The third day He gloriously arose and soon thereafter ascended <br />To join His Heavenly Father whose love was always unending Today the dogwood tree once mighty, now is delicate and jumble <br />With flowers of the purest white and limbs that are so fragile <br />Redeemed by God's Amazing Grace, to never be another cross <br />Instead it blossoms every spring, His Resurrection to rejoice Also redeemed The Path of Tears is today walked on in pride <br />By people following His footsteps and rejoicing "Jesus Is Alive" <br />"Alleluiah", "Alleluiah", "Praises high we sing to Jehovah" <br />"He is risen", "He is risen", "Alleluiah", "Alleluiah."<br /><br />Dianna Pryor Simpson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/redeemed-2/
