The crowds mocked My name, jeered at Me, crucify, was their cries, they could never see the pain, I felt, the compassion, and love, for their despise, was not as great, as My forgiveness, for the lies.
Standing before the court of trial, but never having to defend Myself, for I knew that My blood must be shed, for the sins of this world.
To do the Father's will, was all I needed, to bring reconciliation, between My Father, and His children, love, and mercy, compassion, and grace, even though it meant separation from My Father's face, for He could not look upon His Son, for the sins I took on.
Many still don't believe in Me, but I tell you this, I am the only way, to a life of everlasting eternal life, won't you come, enter in and be a part of My bride.
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