Christian poem 'The Journey' by Randy Bailey (Christart.com)

The Journey
by Randy Bailey

With His back torn open from the soldiers whip,
A crown of thorns seated upon His head,
He carried the cross through the streets of Jerusalem,
Mans judgment could be seen where He bled,

Each step that He took caused excruciating pain,
The weight of the cross dropped Him to His knee,
The soldiers struck Him until He stood up,
He continued the journey for you and me,

The crowd laughed and spat on Him as He passed by,
Others wept as He walked down the street,
The soldiers led Him to the cross on Calvary’s Hill,
And drove nails through His hands and His feet,

Blood could be seen dripping from His body,
His face was swollen from the fists of men,
The Lamb of God was being crucified that day,
To free us from the penalty of sin,

The price of salvation did not come cheap,
God came to the earth in the form of a man,
He gave His own life to save our lost soul,
Redemption came through the blood of the Lamb,

Don't let Good Friday be just another day,
Stop and thank Him for all that He went through,
Remember the price that He paid for your soul,
It was His way of saying "I Love You."

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