Saving Grace

Saving Grace

A Poem by Pandaa

The son came, his blood was shed.

The crown of thorns upon his head.

Mankind betrayed their loving king,

The bells of death over him ring.

Christ did come with saving grace,

Yet we crucified him at that place.

We left him three days in the grave,

He rose again the world to save.
We will look forever at his face,
All thanks to his love and grace.

© 2010 Pandaa


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Added on October 28, 2010
Last Updated on October 28, 2010

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Pandaa
Pandaa

Hole-In-The-Road, MI



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My name is Pandaa, I'm a poet, my friends have helped me through some of the toughest timesin my life. My style of poetry is based off my current mood. more..

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