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               Down at the cross is where



              I my  saw my lord and savior



     dieing and hanging from  the nails of the cross



   I begged and pleaded for the romans to let my lord go



        They said no no no no no ,  He is a traitor



     and his punishment should be carried and served out



      tears  steady covered and poured down  my face



       as a roaring river that could not be stopped



         As i looked up into the dark cloudly sky



       as my lord jesus took his last breath and all



     of his blood continued to drip down to the ground .





     I feel to my knees and continued to pray for him



      for it was him that sacified his own life that



    died to clear my sins and i truly thankfull for that

  



a good  forever freind that will never turn his back on u  



  No matter what u have, just surrender your life up  to  



  him for he will set your soul free from a life   misery  .



          * Written BY GT July 8 ,2005  2:25 AM *

              

    * I had no attention to write this poem tonight ?  *