There was Blood

by Melanie Ann Boczarski

There was blood on His brow and I looked away.

There was blood on His hands and I asked, "why?"

There was blood on His side and I cried.

There was blood on His cross and I was forgiven.

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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.

John 3:16 (KJV)