Where Stood A Cross Poem by james watkin
Where Stood A Cross
Through a rift in the heavens
Lightnings then sunbeams.
Divine scourge o'er one, seen as;
Unremittingly alas.
To what pour a world over
As Mercy's gold streams.
Hilled afar, and still half grasped
Through nail, thorn and spear
Garish tricklings, from cross ran
Of the Son of Man
Of the Son of God, here, now
Transmuted appear.
Thursday, April 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: good friday,jesus
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