He Died For Me
10 February, 2007
Author: Robert
He came into this world,
With three wisemen on their knee;
A star up in the sky
Knew of where he’d be.
He stayed here for a while,
So all of us could see
How great His Father was,
And then he died for me.
The stories that are told,
Recorded thru the years,
Cannot express the joy,
Or take away the tears.
He showed his Father’s Love,
Love for all of us to see,
That day he died for us,
That day on Calvary.
We knew it from the start
His love was meant to be.
I knew it in my heart,
That’s why he died for me.
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| Meridian (64.12.116.142) -- Thursday, February 15 2007, 05:10 am We can't forget The Man. Not the president, not a cop...because they are sometimes called The Man as well. But The Man that breathed breath into our bodies and made us who we are today...The Man that died for Your sins and mine. Outstanding Robert! |
| Robert (68.127.117.142) -- Thursday, February 15 2007, 09:31 pm Thanks, Meridian |
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