Love is the wound that bleedsLove becomes the wound that bleedsFrom nail pierced hands and wounded sideAnd breaks the bread and many feedsAnd forms the shadow in which we hideLove is the blow taken in my steadThe healing balm of GileadThe narrow path that He has treadThat led Him on to CalvaryLove is the thorn that pierced His browAnd jagged stripes upon His backHe loved me so I know not howHell's hold on me began to crackLove is the blow taken in my steadThe healing balm of GileadThe narrow path that He has treadThat led Him on to CalvaryLove is the cry "I am forsaken"This cry is heard before the throneAnd in the valley the bones awakenAs love hangs there and dies aloneLove is the blow taken in my steadThe healing balm of GileadThe narrow path that He has treadThat led Him on to CalvaryLove is the stone that is rolled awayThe tomb that once was occupiedNow sees the light of a brand new dayThe angels sang and they testifiedLove is the blow taken in my steadThe healing balm of GileadThe narrow path that He has treadThat led Him on to CalvaryLove has conquered hell and deathAnd healed the mortal wounds of manWhose praises rise with every breathAnd cover all of heavens spanLove is the blow taken in my steadThe healing balm of GileadThe narrow path that He has treadThat led Him on to Calvary ............bro Frank
Thank you Frank...beautiful and true!We should never tire of speaking of God's love for :God is love....and he that loveth not knoweth not God.
_________________William
Thank you William.............bro Frank
It feels good to read poetry like that. Wonderful.
_________________Marvin
Thank you bro Marvin, a dear sister has composed some music for it and is working on it..........bro Frank
Brother Frank,Your poetry encourages my soul.. Blessings. I would love to hear it to music.. Poetry is food for the soul..Sister Frannie
_________________Frannie
Jesus is the victor.
Thank you sister Frannie, when it is finished I will post it here..............bro Frank