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Poetry of the Cross By Ruthie
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Poetry Of The Cross
I Felt The Nail Prints In His Hands!
I felt Him touch my fevered feet, as I began to weep
I felt the nail prints in His hands as He wrapped me in His Spirit sweet
I knelt to kiss Him on His feet, I felt the nail scars and I began to weep
He gently wrapped me up in his arms and healed me by His Spirit sweet
He swaddled me like a newborn babe in His arms of Grace
As He walked the hills he carried me in His arms as I rested in His embrace
O’ gentle Holy Shepherd how you love Your own,
does not matter if we are ill, or if we feel so alone
O’ gentle Shepherd keeper of your own one day,
you will walks us all the way home
And then you will present us to Your Father upon His Holy throne.
I know you will never leave us He hears our every cry
He is the Breath of Heaven He loves us all that’s why
You see He told me how much He loves you,
He is so good to me so I know it is true
He will not ignore us when love led Him to die
His love will answer all your hearts cry
He took the stripes upon His back at the cruel whipping post
Even when we feel were less were the ones He loves the most
My heart is dancing with love as tears fill these eyes
How can I not love You O’ Breath of Heaven after gazing into Your eyes
O’ Breath of Heaven, breathe upon this mortal soul
Quicken this sick body, and make your little child whole
Raise Your children up to be trophies, and jewels, of Your Grace
For I have touched the nail scars in your hands and with my fevered hands,
I reached out and touched your beautiful face
Soft Petals Of Poetry By Ruthie, 2003, ®©
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