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As sorrow reigns their savour dies
They took Him down in anguish cries
Then all with Mary went in shock
Placed Him safe beneath a rock.
His killers paused in pensive thought
Was this the end or something fraught
With danger grave, a new onslaught
To show the world
Their errant thought.
They killed the One without a sin
The Healer sent all souls to win
But did they quench the light of fire?
That He had made our heart’s desire
For now He knew with His last breath
That He had won o’er sin and death.
Good Friday 2020.
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