Dying Fot Us All
Many years ago, I was born in Bethlehem,
Was not looking forward to the Future,
Mother knelt before my cross for many hours,
been some two thousand years ago.
My Father sent me from Heaven above,
and was to life that I must bestow.
Sent here to save Souls of Man-kind,
from a life,that was so full of sin.
Having called on my Father many times,
for I knew not where to begin.
knew that for all mankind, I must die.
Knowing that from my Grave I would rise.
being with my Father again on high.
Taught, my Father's word for many year's
as my day to die was drawing near.
Pilate had given a choice to live are die,
Crucifiy was all that you could hear.
Walked me down this road of dirt and stone,
carrying a Cross,made it all complete.
Then layed my back upon this cross of wood,
drove nails into my hands and feet.
while in my agany,Oh! how she cried,
Blood running steadly from hands and feet,
Asked Father forgive them,before I died.
But now back in Heaven,with my Father,
and know your sin's have been forgiven.
All you have to do is Love and believe in me.
Father will have a place for you in Heaven.
Author
Walt Chapman
6 /19 /08
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