Beautiful soldier made of clear breath.
Died on a cross of virtuous depth.
Maidens with tears, alone at his feet.
Saints, kings and fears far from his reach.
To die for the masses, sins of mankind.
Christ's wisdom like glasses, to see from behind.
Live and forgive, one life saved many.
Remember his sacrifice, like saving two pennies.
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