The bridegroom mourns tonight
But God knows who wins this fight
There is an evil dark red sky above
That is more crimson than His blood
Oh, death what is your sting?
To those who believe
Beloved, sing
Death has overcome
On Calvary’s cross
The devil has lost
Jesus, I how you ache
For the prize at stake
But you take the agony
For every soul that breaks
Lord, thank you for your sacrifice
We therefore glorify our bodies
Because we were bought with a price

Wonderful:)
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Wonderful poem! I love it. ❤
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