I keep the Cross before my eyes <br />And know the sacrifice He made. <br />His life for mine, His life for ALL <br />Is what his dieing did that day. <br /> <br />I hear the shouts and feel the pain <br />As He trudged His destined way. <br />Scourged, deserted, denied, betrayed, <br />Soon-His death became- - <br /> <br />The heavons exploaded, the lightened raged, <br />His followers bewildered lay. <br />All hope was lost, Nothing remained! . <br /> <br />Then came the Glorious Easter Day! .<br /><br />Cecilia Parkin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/his-life-for-our-life/
