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At the right time,
We were helpless;
To stop the crime,
Of the ruthless.
Christ died for those,
Ungodly souls;
If they so chose,
Reach godly goals.
For it is rare,
One who would die;
Someone to care,
Not question why.
Maybe someone,
Having courage;
God calls His Son,
For at this stage.
Christ died for all,
To save sinners;
Catch as they fall,
To be winners.
It shows His love,
That God does give;
Sent from above,
For us to live.
The blood given,
When on the cross;
Love from Heaven,
Suffering loss.
We are now sure,
That Christ will save;
From the wrong door,
That is the grave.
Death of His Son,
Made it assured;
Victory won,
We are restored.
Copyright © 2014 Richard Newton Sherrer
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