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He was beaten for me
As the whip was coming down
He
Stepped in front of me.
39 times this happened before anyone noticed it wasn't me being whipped.
They made Him carry a cross, because
He
Was beaten instead of me.
The people hit His face because He saved me.
As His cross was dropped in the hole they dug
His body
Convulsed
With Pain.
He
Prayed
To His father. And then that day He died.
But
Before He died,
I
Picked up my cross and walked the same road He had. People
Mocked me for I had
No reason
To do this.
But when I reached the top
I too
Was set on a cross.
He turned His head to look at me, and without a word
He
Smiled,
At me,
For what
I
Had done.
I was never forced to follow Him up that road.
But
He took the punishment for me.
What more could I do
But
Follow
Him up that path.
He saved my life so I gave up mine.
My life is His and His way is mine.
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