The Choice

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    The Choice

    J.O.Y. 4 - A.L.L. - P.O.E.M.S.

    The Choice

    There Jesus hung with thorns on His head,
    For into His brow they had been embed.

    And as the blood ran down His face,
    What is it that put Him in this place?

    You see it is His love for you and me,
    Just open your eyes and you can see.

    For on that day Jesus paid for our sin,
    So open your heart and invite Him in.

    For only His blood can save our life,
    And cleanse us of our sin and strife.

    But this is not something He forces you to do,
    For you see Jesus leaves the choice up to you.

    By Houston T. Winegeart

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    clown commented on The Choice

    01-05-2009

    wonderfully put!

    drewking commented on The Choice

    12-09-2008

    good poem, and so very true!! keep up the good work...

    tinygirl commented on The Choice

    12-09-2008

    i loved that poem and it is all the truth. god bless tinygirl come and read some of my poems (tinygirl) i wrote a new one its called i still remember

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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