(after Nothing But The Blood"
On that mount
Of flesh and stone
A man was hung
A man was torn
His life poured out
In crimson red
A crown of thorns
Piercing His head
It spilled to earth
Soaked in the ground
All for the call
Of lost sheep found
And at His cross
I laid my cup
And through His love
I was filled up
It filled my words
My empty claims
Spoke righteousness
Instead of shame
He took my face
And washed my head
With all the blood
That He had shed
He stood before
The world of hate
To defend His hand
Upon my fate
And testified
The Father’s heart
And beckons us
To take a part
Of His red blessing
White innocence
Helps us realize
Unearthly confidence
We’re pure as snow
And whole again
Because we know
It’s nothing but Your blood,
Lord Jesus.
On that mount
Of flesh and stone
A man was hung
A man was torn
His life poured out
In crimson red
A crown of thorns
Piercing His head
It spilled to earth
Soaked in the ground
All for the call
Of lost sheep found
And at His cross
I laid my cup
And through His love
I was filled up
It filled my words
My empty claims
Spoke righteousness
Instead of shame
He took my face
And washed my head
With all the blood
That He had shed
He stood before
The world of hate
To defend His hand
Upon my fate
And testified
The Father’s heart
And beckons us
To take a part
Of His red blessing
White innocence
Helps us realize
Unearthly confidence
We’re pure as snow
And whole again
Because we know
It’s nothing but Your blood,
Lord Jesus.
WOW! i remember reading one of your poems at the beginning of the semester. i thought you were good then but you have definitely improved! i liked the way you incorporated you song, which was quite obviously "Nothing But The Blood", into your poem. i also liked that every other line rhymed rather than every line. another thing that i really liked was that i could find nothing to change. it is perfect! well done :)
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