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Poem: The Cross, Stark and Still
Into the depths of untold depravity,
a perfect creation had fallen away;
unimagined grace poured out from our God above -
As His Hand of wrath was firmly stayed.
The Cross, stark and still, standing upon a naked hill...
subtly calls for the World's attention.
Since the dawn of everlasting time,
our Savior awaited His appointed day;
despite humanity's race to certain doom -
His Hand of...
Saturday 1st March 2014 2:49 pm
Poem: The Cross, Stark and Still
Into the depths of untold depravity,
a perfect creation had fallen away;
unimagined grace poured out from our God above -
As His Hand of wrath was firmly stayed.
The Cross, stark and still, standing upon a naked hill...
subtly calls for the World's attention.
Since the dawn of everlasting time,
our Savior awaited His appointed day;
despite humanity's race to certain doom -
His Hand ...
Wednesday 27th November 2013 3:19 pm
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