Ujamaa Christian Poetry
Because of Love
I stare in awe upon the now empty Cross;
Why did He do this deed, why did I have to sin;
I hear the bang, bang of hammer against wood
Each piercing sound, a cruel blow as
Nail drives inch by painful inch;
My heart laments, the tears do fall
I can no longer stem the flow
I feel the pain, I want to die
Why did they take His life?
Then His words in mind I hear:
"No man taketh it from me, but I lay
it down myself…for if I go not away
the Comforter will not come unto you…"
More comforting words from Isaiah I hear:
"But He was wounded for our transgressions
He was bruised for our iniquities;
the chastisement of our peace was upon Him;
and with His stripes we are healed."
Because of love He did this deed!
How unselfish was my Lord and God
To give His life for my iniquities;
Thank you Jesus for love so great
Fill me with unselfishness;
Help me freely give!
"For God so loved the world,
that he gave his only begotten Son,
that whosoever believeth in him should not perish,
but have everlasting life."
Written by H. Lena Jones
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