Poetry

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May I proclaim to all ye men
a way so plain ," wihtout end"

One that leads to life sublime,
If each day the latter we climb.

The way you go is by the cross,
by the one who suffered loss.

The one who died upon a tree,
To save the world "and me"!

The angels cried on that day,
as upon the cross Jesus lay.

Gave up the ghost , an then he died,
The heaven's wept, an angels cried.

His blood ran to hinder an younder sea's, atonement was made for you an me.

The tears from heaven came falling down
As rain drops they fell upon the ground

God the Father, and the Angels cry.
As upon that rugged cross he died
Heaven morned an the angels cried

On Wings of love, his spirit soared
Back to the Father, an heaven's joys
God the Father, and the Angels cry.

On God's right hand was our Lord
His place in Heaven was restored

When we see the rain drops fall.
the angels are weeping for us all.

We strayed from God,and caused him pain
Gave his son ,in whom there was no blame.

So do not tarry him to recieve
its so easy, all he ask "just believe"

We must all endure untill the end
An these earthy bonds we'll trancend.

With open arms he stands there wating
while your sins you're debating.

Seek him now without reframe
your life will never be the same

Shouts of joy in heaven will be heard
eyes of all the saints will be blurred.

Another has come home, an will not die.
The Heaven's rejoiced an the angels cried
God the Father, and Angels cry!!

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