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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 9:45 am
Sweet agony,sweet pain,how you saved me that day.
As my lord bleed,and died Oh sweet agony you paid the price for me.
Oh dear lord you took upon yourself this sweet agony,sweet pain to die for the sinner in me.Never has such pain brought me such joy like A sad lonly cutter I felt pride,and joy as I think of the sweet agony you took upon yourself to save the sinner in me.Strange that upon the cross you bleed in the eyes of many,but few knew you as you were A man,but at the same time more than man you were the son of god who left your blessed kingdom to die upon the tree that you made.Oh how irony doth sting as the whip upon your human flesh did sting.Lash for lash you gave your blood to me so that I could partake of the eternal promise of life after carnal death.
Oh sweet agony,sweet pain how you saved me that day.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 4:38 pm
That's pretty good. Even though some parts did seem a bit redundant, you managed to get your story and point across. Some of it kind of hit home for me. Or maybe I'm just taking it in a way you didn't mean. If that's the case, then this is a really good poem.
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