Now there's a secret, hidden from view
And believe it or not, it's all about you
It can't be mentioned, or spoken about
Because if it was, all hell could break out
See, the conduit that runs from Father to Son
Bears the scars of what we've done
So, for those relieved of their mortal sin
The question remains, it's all about Him
I know, we know
But hear the shame
In forgiveness, where is the pain?
Can we crucify Christ, all over again?
But he was wounded for our transgressions
Bruised for our iniquities
Is our soul a blessing?
Does it bring relief?
He exalts the humble
And humbles the proud
And suffered for us, down here on the ground
So what is the secret, I am talking about
If it were known, all hell would break out.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 8th, 2024 06:08
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Comments4
Unique and intriguing. This poem set up. It’s interest in the first line by making it a secret. It is well rhymed and has a good flow and pursues a story that we all know. Very nicely written.
Excellent
A fine write, 2781.
Powerful work. Fantastic.
Thank you
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