The Cost of Life…

Bruised and battered, feast for crows

Shame his garment, pain his perfume

The worst form of death, his burden to bear

Ridicule unparalleled, the lyrics he hears.

Innocent yet slain, forsaken by his own

Thirst unquenched, groans with every breath

Minutes span like days, nerves throbbing with pain

Relief at death, blood shed with nothing left.

A tale of woe, anguish and blood

The journey from grace down to the cross

So it may seem, but nay! Pray, hold still

A chorus of redemption, his life for our lives.

Romans 4:25 “who was betrayed and crucified because of our sins, and was raised [from the dead] because of our justification [our acquittal—absolving us of all sin before God].”(AMP)… Isaiah 53:5,11 5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.11 He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.(KJV)



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