Easter Sunday Poem by David Cleveland

Easter Sunday

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It was His blood that washed over me.
It was His blood that set me free.
It was His body that took my pain.
We can't let His sacrifice go in vain.
So on Easter Sunday. Please praise His name.
Amen

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Isadora Quagmire 10 August 2025

So filled with truth and beauty! ! ! God bless you!

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Timber Koleden 29 July 2025

Full of truth! Thank you so much for sharing this powerful poem! Soli Deo Gloria!

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