My Savior, My brother, The Son
A vote was cast ……
Their voices were heard …….
You stood to take the blame ………
Not uttering a word ……
In shackles to be bound ……..
You follow the crowd …..
Thistles tightly woven ……
Upon your head you were crowned ……
With laughter and mocking …….
Upon the cross you lay ……
As each nail was driven hard …..
So in place they would stay …..
These last words you uttered softly ……
Father forgive them, for they know not what they do ….
You took upon our sins …..
You left us without a clue ………
Descended into heaven ……
On the third day you had risen ……..
You shared with us the gospel …….
To save us all from spiritual prison ……
As the years have passed …….
Have we forgotten what you’ve done …..
The gift you have given ….
My savior, my brother, the son ………
Written by: SMB
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