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Jan 2012
Growing, Stretching, Straining for the Sun.
Cut down, crafted for the Son.
No greater purpose my kind could serve.
Once lost in a crowd, now a symbol to be eternal.
My life taken for a Son's life given.
Ignorant lives know not the magnitude.
These blind, know not the reason.
Lost souls moan in anger.
A cross pleads for the trees to cry out.
They Know Not What They Do.

The Greatest Sacrifice, Forgiveness
Love.

A Life given, a gate opened, salvation offered.
A hope realized, ours to make real.
A life in service, the least we can do.

No greater purpose can any find.

The Greatest Sacrifice, Forgiveness,
Love.
the story for the Cross' perspective.
Alexander Harvie
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