Crown of thorns, a piercing sting,
Upon His brow, a curse to bring.
Genesis echoes, thorns and pain,
The cursed ground, a haunting stain.
But on His head, the burden lies,
Redemption's dawn in tear-filled eyes.
He bore the weight, the thorny crown,
Where sin began, He tore it down.
The mind, the source, where shadows creep,
Lustful thoughts that softly sleep.
But Jesus felt each piercing thorn,
A new creation to be born.
He took the curse, the bitter cup,
For every soul to lift them up.
The thorns now bloom with grace and love,
A promise whispered from above.
He took the sin, the heavy weight,
Nailed to the cross, sealed by fate.
But then He rose, the chains He broke,
Undone the sin, for all our sakes.
Hands outstretched, with nail-pierced grace,
Where sin's touch left its dark trace.
Feet that walked where shadows fell,
Now bound to wood, a painful spell.
Each drop of blood, a cleansing tide,
Washing over, deep inside.
He felt the sting, the iron's bite,
Transforming darkness into light.
Our hands that grasp what isn't ours,
Our feet that stray from holy bowers.
He sanctified with wounds so deep,
A path to follow, promises to keep.
The curse reversed, the chains unbound,
In His sacrifice, true freedom found.
He bore the weight, the heavy cost,
That broken souls might not be lost.
He took the sin, the heavy weight,
Nailed to the cross, sealed by fate.
But then He rose, the chains He broke,
Undone the sin, for all our sakes.
The rib, the source, where life began,
Eve's fateful choice, a fallen plan.
But through His wound, a new birth springs,
Redemption's song, the Spirit sings.
Six hours He hung, beneath the sun,
The sixth day's curse, completely undone.
From darkness deep to radiant light,
He conquered death with all His might.
Good Friday's sorrow, turned to grace,
A love that time cannot erase.
He bore the spear, the piercing blow,
That life from death might freely flow.
The curse reversed, the debt is paid,
In His sacrifice, we are remade.
He broke the chains, He set us free,
For all eternity.
It was undone
He took the sin, the heavy weight,
Nailed to the cross, sealed by fate.
But then He rose, the chains He broke,
Undone the sin, for all our sakes.
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