Crown Of Thorns

Jesus bled and died,

Upon a wooden cross.

All stained with His blood

For a world totally lost.

The blood-stained hammer,

The blood-stained nails

The bitter crown of thorns, jammed

Into Jesus’ head, as they shouted, “Hail!”

When it was over, the empty cross lay,

In a pool of blood and tears.

Now….what was about to happen,

Would change mankind for the rest of earth’s years.

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When the centurion and those with him who were

guarding Jesus saw the earthquake and all

that had happened, they were terrified, and

exclaimed, “Surely he was the Son of God.”

Matthew 27:54 NIV