A Poem for Holy Week

“SEVEN LAST WORDS”
© 2005 Daniel Radmacher

When Jesus Christ upon the cross did hang,
Seven last words He spoke with dying breath,
Seven times with faltering voice, harangued
By lookers on, love interrupted death.

Lingering where no soul would dare be stayed
He paused between His life and death to free
These words, and grace to sinking souls conveyed:
Helpless they, Helper He, suspended on the tree.

As death determined coursed His emptying veins,
Our Lord’s last will and testament was read.
Seven last words He spoke, writhing in pain;
Let us consider well the things He said.

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