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Sin's nails
Went through his
Hands and feet, and sword
Pierced thru his side and blood
Dripping down,
Reaching his sole from his crown.
He was given gall for wine,
As his life did away pine.
christ was crucified on
The cross of Calvary.
God's only begotten Son
Died willingly for man's iniquity.
Happy Good Friday
By repetitions vain shall no answer
Come, nor by deportment of manner:
But when in faith it is said, doubting
Thou in thine deepest heart nothing.
Leave off malice and anger.
Let them not in thine heart
Be arisen to thy soul endanger,
To make thee from love part.
For until that goop you release
From thy stiff, pulsating thing;
In no wise shalt thou peace
Genuine possess in thine being.
Who, 'tween God and the Lucifer, a better
Lord be, with all one's soul and heart
And mind to be served; the very Master
For whom this life fleeting, not in part
But in whole, should be expended daily--
Comprehending the reward eternal also, haply?
It whirls about, my love
For a lovely homing dove,
On the floor of my heart,
Whose lips as a tutu part.
Having food and raiment,
Ought not man to be content?
Nothing living--we're told--
In this life, won't grow old.
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