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The Real Meaning Of Love by Pauline Hamblin
Just a man, like you and me.
When he hung on the dogwood tree.
Feelings of pain, I know he felt.
When a blow from that spear was dealt.
Beaten and thirsty, hanging there.
The angry crowd did not care.
Gall and vinegar they gave him to drink.
Son of God he had no link.
Dressed in purple, crowned with thorns.
Was the raiment he was adorned.
Crucify him shouts were heard.
He let them, willingly, without a word.
"Greater love hath no man than this"
Words were said for men amiss.
He could have brought them to their knees.
But he knew life's sacrifice was the key.
He looked ahead into time.
Right down into this heart of mine.
He saw promise in my life.
That's why he gave up, without strife.
On the third day he rose again.
Eager to fulfill his Father's plan.
How much he loves us, we fail to see.
He stretched his arms out, and died for me.
I saw this and thought it was too beautiful not to share.
When he hung on the dogwood tree.
Feelings of pain, I know he felt.
When a blow from that spear was dealt.
Beaten and thirsty, hanging there.
The angry crowd did not care.
Gall and vinegar they gave him to drink.
Son of God he had no link.
Dressed in purple, crowned with thorns.
Was the raiment he was adorned.
Crucify him shouts were heard.
He let them, willingly, without a word.
"Greater love hath no man than this"
Words were said for men amiss.
He could have brought them to their knees.
But he knew life's sacrifice was the key.
He looked ahead into time.
Right down into this heart of mine.
He saw promise in my life.
That's why he gave up, without strife.
On the third day he rose again.
Eager to fulfill his Father's plan.
How much he loves us, we fail to see.
He stretched his arms out, and died for me.
I saw this and thought it was too beautiful not to share.
Jesus knows:
the small secrets of your heart,
the unspoken dreams of your imagination,
the unrevealed thoughts of your mind,
the emotional shards of your feelings,
the paralyzing fears for your future,
the bitter resentments of your past,
the joys and heartaches,
the pleasures and pain,
the successes and failures,
the honors and humiliations,
the deeds and the douts.
He knows all about you, inside and out, past, present and future.
the unspoken dreams of your imagination,
the unrevealed thoughts of your mind,
the emotional shards of your feelings,
the paralyzing fears for your future,
the bitter resentments of your past,
the joys and heartaches,
the pleasures and pain,
the successes and failures,
the honors and humiliations,
the deeds and the douts.
He knows all about you, inside and out, past, present and future.
About Me
- Nana and Nanny Drue Drue
- Savannah, TX, United States
- Rick and I are grandparents and also I am a Nanny to a little girl.
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