He loved and died
when He was being beaten and spat upon
when His flesh was being torn by the whip
when His back was scourged
then He saw me being baptized
and so He permitted them to do so.
when the crown was crushed into His head
when He tasted His own blood
when the thorns pierced His flesh
then He saw me praying
and so He killed them not.
when His cross was so heavy that He fell
when He carried wood on His torn flesh
when He wished simply to move no more
then He saw me in confession
and so He got up and walked on.
when His hands were being pierced
when He hung from a cross
when His side was bleeding
then He said I love YOU
and so He died.
dear Jesus,xoxo!
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