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He is Risen
 


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Bold... to exalt my Lord, for all eternity.
Cold... in the tomb He lay, His blood availed for me.

Grief... there was much to bear, for my Lord was slain.
Thief... on a nearby cross shared His dying pain.

Lo, He is risen now, death has lost its sting.
Go... spread the good news out and in triumph sing.








By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - Rhyme on both ends. (challenge has been closed)


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