Good Friday

Good Friday  This is the day He suffered, This is the day He died, The day that He was martyred, The day the angels cried. This is the day the soldiers jeered, When they nailed him to the cross, The day that foolish people cheered, Not aware of their great loss. This is the day the doves flew away, The day that His blood ran free, This is the day mankind was saved, This day at Calvary. This is the day of heartache, The day of sacrifice, This is the day He led the way, Into Paradise. This is the day we need to pray, We need to fall upon our knees, This is the day we need to say, Father, forgive us, please. By, Virginia Ellis

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