The Atonement – A poem I wrote on my mission in California 1985

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The Atonement

B y Mark H.  Riches

 

To some he was a carpenters son,

who came to earth to live.

To others He’s their savior

who came to earth to give.

 

But still to some a deeper love

the Son of God did show

as He knelt down in Gethsemane

as He knelt down there so low.

 

And took upon Himself you see

the sins of me and you.

So much pain and suffering

something no other man could do.

 

And as He prayed for comfort

from this awful gloomy state

The soldiers marched toward Him,

their hearts so full of hate.

 

The judgment to be crucified

upon our savior fell

His suffering almost finished

as they began to drive the nail.

 

Naked, scourged and trembling

the eternal price was paid

While at his feet so helpless now

His loving mother laid.

 

He completed the great suffering

so that we can live again

He bowed his head and closed his eyes

and left this world of sin.

 

To some we was a carpenter,

to others just a man

But to me He is the son of God,

and I’ll love him all I can.

 

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