He Couldn’t Stay on the Cross

After the crown of thorns

And after they beat our Lord

And after He cried “I thirst”

And a bitter cup was offered

After the nails were driven

And the thief cried, “Remember me!”

At the foot of the cross they gambled

While He gave His life on the tree


Then soldiers were sent to see

If their deadly job was done well

They came and pierced His sweet side

Through that wound His blood was spilled

Then a thunder cloud roared overhead

While they stood looking up at the cross

And Jesus hung quietly still

While His friends thought all was lost

But He couldn’t stay on the cross after darkness

Was the rule they required that day

So Joseph of Arimathea

Came to take Him away

He couldn’t stay on the cross after nightfall

While he waited for Easter’s bright dawn

And the mighty breath of the Spirit

And the angel who rolled back the stone!
Dearest friends: In honor of our Lord I post this simple poem as a remembrance of all He has done for each of us. Have a blessed Easter and may you pause to reflect deeply on Jesus who has become our life through His astonishing choice to give us His on the cross!

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