Throughout our land of wilderness
Where sand does mix with bitterness
Where love falls short of care and giving
and looks away are unforgiving
Here this town of cobble stones
Was chased Mary by men with stones
Here the first without one sin
Changed the course of could have been
My search to find would miss again
A chance to speak and make a friend
Of Him who calmed and walked the sea
That raged with storm at Galilee
There I missed the boat again
As Twelve embarked along with Him
That made amends for every man
That soon would save the countless damned
I walked and ran until feet blistered
Chasing Truth and spoke to sisters
Of Lazarus who loved this man
This man of sorrows faster I ran
Yet my quest to sit before
This man of peace and not of war
Would end my journey to find Him
Impaled on cross for every sin
My eyes now saw what brings tomorrow
This man more GOD, this man of sorrows
That laid to rest these doubts of mine
Upon my cross buying man time
As Easter draws near I felt compelled to post
this one again. My hope is that someone that reads
it for the first or second time comes to know
Jesus Christ