My Christian Poetry
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Isn't it so ironic
That the Creator made the tree
The one that He would die on
On that mount called Calvary?
Although He knew the future
He still went through the strife
That even a wretched sinner like me
Could inherit the gift of life
The dying thief on the cross
Was happy to see Jesus that day
Even going through agony and pain
My Lord did not turn him away
You can also be happy
If you ask Jesus to save your soul
And one day you'll see Him again
In heaven you will be made whole
Please my friend believe in Him
Take the gift He offers thee
Don't you want to go to heaven
And live eternally?
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