He went to the cross, so willingly, He laid down His life, for humanity, He was slain, as the perfect sacrifice, this Lamb of God, so holy, and right, He never fought back, never called on the angels, He never sought to bring anger, or pain, only love, and open arms.
Jesus, the Holy One, the Father's only begotten Son, the cup of trembling, Thy will be done, He never turned away, but fulfilled the Father's ways, and loved, us all the way, to calvary's cross, with open arms.
How could it be so, that the Father's Love is so great, when we deserved it not, how could it be so that His eyes, showed nothing but love, how blessed we are, for this saving grace, all because of His Open Arms. Lisa Beth Jenkins Copyright 2008 All Rights
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