My Poetry

August 30, 2011

Lamb of God.

O gentle Lamb, our glorious King,
Who made the sound of freedom ring.
O Lamb of God, who for our sake
Came down to earth, us new to make.
O tender, pure, most selfless Lamb,
You died to save beloved man.



I've always loved the the image of the Lamb of God. I was really thinking about it last night, wrote it down and just ended up writing this short poem. I always feel like I need to keep going and write longer things but I think I like it the way it is. I might add to it later but for now I like it :)

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