Romantic Poetry

For The World.

A poem on salvation. Of Ephraim

For the world

He was spat on

Beaten, yet He tottered on

Bruised, He still stumbled along

Whipped in your place, He trotted along.

For doubters and naysayers,

For sinners and the worst of sinners,

In all our place

His death was our death

And our death was His

And His resurrection yours.;

His authority,

His righteousness,

His power,

His glory,

His love

Are alive and living in my blood.

Everything of mine is His

And everything of His

Is mine.


I John 2:2

And He Himself is the propitiation for our sins, and not for ours only but also for the whole world.”‬

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