Poetry by EB

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A murder occurred the other day.
It was an innocent man, but dead he lay.
The ruthless killer was not alone,
With many accomplice, all bad to the bone.
The father of the murdered one
Mourned over his only son.
But over the murderer His mercy flowed
His forgiveness and love shined and showed.
He took him to his house to live.
He chose to care and to forgive.
We all seem shocked to hear this story
But we’ve all heard with different detail
We killed Jesus as an accomplice, right?
God’s only son, he was the light.
Now God chose to use his grace,
To forgive the human race.
So when we die we get to choose,   
To live with him like in the news.
God and Jesus made a sacrifice;
Jesus paid the highest price.
Death on a cross the worst possible way
That’s the way Jesus had to pay.
That should’ve been us, He did no wrong
That cross is where we belong.
On the third day he rose from the dead,
That is what the bible said.
This saved us from a sinful life;
We’re forgiven of any wrong or strife.
Believe in the Lord and live like me,
An amazing life, you will agree.
His amazing Lord holds out his hand,
Just take it please, then you’ll understand.

Good Friday

An innocent man lies dead today;
It's what we wanted, we got our way.
We killed this man, you and I.
We led this man to go and due.
We hung him to the tree with nails in his hands,
People rejoiced throughout the lands.
He now lies silent in white washed rock,
a large gray boulder as the tomb's lock.
We know this man, this now dead guy.
He's not just a man who chose to die.
With he death he carried our sin,
so that we'll be forgiven.
Death on cross, the worst possible way
With two other criminals he had to pay.
He paid the price we should be paying,
and so now dead, he is laying.
He's the messiah, teacher, son,
The king of kings, the chosen one,
alpha omega, savior, and light.
That's the man who died tonight.
He saved me, he saved you,
so we can go to heaven too.
Just simply ask for his mercy and grace;
then down on you he'll shine his face.
Your sins will be washed away
because of this man who died today.

Poetry by EB