All for you …by Peter Klyachenko

Posted on October 13, 2008 by admin

Turning your face
You despised His unstained white robe
Bloody death before Him
Like the slaughter of babies
Their innocence disturbed

He bore your stabs and carried your tears
He was pierced‚ in your place
Trampled‚ hung‚ even cursed
Because you please your flesh
You love to feed yourself

His scourging makes you
Drops of His blood
Filling your whole heart
Healing your thoughts
He takes your nightmares

Death-
Looking at His torn face
Can’t help but bow
His rule over death
Births you‚
Like a new mother-
He is pleased.

For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved. He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already‚ because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. John 3:18