Tuesday, March 3, 2020

He Bore Our Sins...

Until Resurrection Day

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They mocked
and struck and spat and stripped
and drove spikes
through His hands and feet.
One offered wine and myrrh
to take the pointed edge
off the Excruciation.

The Savior
peered down
through kind, hot eyes,
pursed His parched lips
and shook His bleeding head.

He chose...chose!
to bear the fullness
of the sin
that nailed Him
to those crude
crossed beams;

chose to drink
the brimming chalice dry,

chose to pay the full price,
without bargain or barter,
without wholesaling
or discounting
or quibbling
or niggling it
of its terrible,

Maude Carolan

Note: The above poem appears in my new book, "Behold the Lamb...poetically!" Elm Hill Press. It's available at amazon.com and barnesandnoble.com. For information, click on http://maudecarolanpych.com.

I will be reading from my new book and signing copies at the Totowa Library, 537 Totowa Road, Totowa, NJ, Monday, March 9 at 6:30 p.m. There is parking in the rear. Refreshments will be served. Come and be sure to say, "Hello!."

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