The Nail's Reflection

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Iam hard, I pierce and cause pain,for Iam very sharp

those fingers that use me may never fiddle a harp
The Roman soldier licks my head with a solid hammer

And I go through the flesh of people with ill-manner
Only once in history upon sinful earth's land

I came in contact with a beautiful and noble hand
Those hands were clean and soft as rose petals

I pierced and went through ,for Iam just cruel metal
The blood that smeared me,was pure as from a spotless lamb

then I knew,those petals are from the rose of Sharon
Oh! how I wish that dark day, me a ruthless nail

Would turn out to be blunt, and crucifixion fails
But glory to God, though I caused Lord Jesus pain

He beat the foe,saved His own and He rose again.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at To Bed a Witch
by: Maggie Coffey
from: Fort Lauderdale, FL, US

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