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Along The Stony TrackHe came into Jerusalem, along the stony track, the man they called the Healer, riding on a donkeys back. He came into Jerusalem, children opened up their arms, then they knelt down in front of him, to lay branches of palms. He came into Jerusalem in a flash of golden light. Poised upon a donkey, clothed in a shroud of white. He came into Jerusalem, without horse or chariot to ride, the man they called Jesus, with his Disciples by his side. He came into Jerusalem, blessing the people as he passed by. Knowing that one of his Disciples,would three times deny.. He came into Jerusalem, with his destiny at hand. Betrayed by another, to bear the sins of the land. He came into Jerusalem, to show what he had to give, to heal the sick and the tormented, so they could live. Then destiny would take him, bearing a cross upon his back, up the hill to Calvary, back along the stony track. He came into Jerusalem, to be crucified at dawn. Nailed upon the cross, with his flesh all torn. He came into Jerusalem, wearing no crown upon his head, but his head lay heavy, as these were the words he said. "Forgive Them Father For They No Not What They Do" He came into Jerusalem, and gave his life for you. Christ is forever in my heart. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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