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Journey to the CrossIn the beginning, God planted the tree For the wood cross to set mankind free He created the iron ore used in the nails His divine plan never ceases to prevail God instituted the Passover in the Exodus Foreshadowing the Lamb of God, Jesus The former required an animal sacrifice Jesus died once for sin, paying the price OT prophecies predicted the coming King Along with the redemption He would bring He came as promised Messiah at Bethlehem Seen as a man, many did not believe in Him These same people accused Jesus of blasphemy By claiming to be God, which they chose to deny The mob cried crucify Him, all part of God's plan Fully innocent, He willing suffered for every man Repeatedly whipped, flesh torn beyond recognition Spit upon, cruel mocking, without any justification Crown of thorns firmly imbedded upon His head The long road and journey to the cross still ahead Extremely weak already from the great blood loss The soldiers demanded that He carry His own cross Pushing and shoving, even as He kept falling down Finally, another man was appointed from the crowd Nailed to the cross, He cried out in deep agony My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? He did nothing wrong, but He took my place All because of His great love, mercy, and grace Max Lucado once made the following statement Which I will paraphrase for prose and content His left arm on the cross covers all sin of my past While His right arm extends to my future sin at last Jesus set the example of love and compassion Sins forgiven to all who believe, His mission But warned of coming judgment and its penalty For those who rejected His message for eternity For all who believe in Him, Easter is a celebration The tomb is empty, rejoice in His hope of salvation If you have never given your heart to Jesus as Savior I pray you will today and find new life in Him forever 1 Corinthians 15:3-8 (NIV) 3 For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, 4 that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, 5 and that he appeared to Peter, and then to the Twelve. 6 After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. 7 Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, 8 and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born. © Carol Salter for holy week 2010 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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