The Die is Cast

Kevin Michael Bloor

There’s nothing more to pay

No reparation day

For sin, there’s no more guilt

His blood has all been spilt

 

That man they mocked and marred

With scourge and spear-thrust scarred

For me, He was bled dry

The deathless dared to die!

 

For me took all their flak

They stabbed Him in the back!

The life, the way, the truth

I lost with my lost youth

 

(When Satan, she’d seduced)

Have all come home to roost

Set fire my soul divine

Like diamond in a mine

 

There’s nothing more to pay

No penance left today

The Rubicon He’s crossed

He’s saved the soul I lost!

 

There’s no more room for doubt

Let cynics sneer and pout

For me, the die is cast

By Christ: the first and last

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 12th, 2018 10:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: For JC
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 15
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  • SLR

    Very pretty and inspirational.



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