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by brittanie Apr 17, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
He died on that ol' cross, Something wonderful to gain but also a great loss. Up there on that dogwood tree, Without a single plea. Except to forgive them, but that can only happen through him. You can be free from your sins, If you just let him cleanse. Will you choose him today, & let it all be washed away.