I fashioned a crown
By an innocent man it was worn
This crown was not made of gold
But, instead, it was made of thorns
I used a whip unmercifully
Which left scars upon His hide
Later I gripped the spear
Who's sharp tip pierced His side
I cut down a tree
A cross was built after it dried
A place where the guilty was punished
But an innocent man hung from it and died
I forged three spikes
Though no hammer did I…
Added by marty mccrorey on October 27, 2011 at 2:30pm — 2 Comments
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