Three Nails
Three nails, one crown of thorns and one spear wound on His side.
One cross at Calvary is where our Savior gave up His Spirit - He was crucified!

His mother, brother and some friends who loved Jesus sat, stood and cried below.
They were surrounded by many other people who shed tears also.

The sky turned black, but it was only three o'clock in the afternoon that day.
Then Jesus' body was let down and to the tomb He was carried away.

Three nails, one crown of thorns and one spear wound on His side - He was put in His tomb.
Then Roman soldiers guarded the entrance which was blocked by a solid stone that sealed the room.

Oh! Our sweet Jesus!  Praise God! That was not the end of His sacrificed Son.
Today, it makes me cry - as I write the final words of this poem - for all of the wonderful things He has done!

                                                                               
written  7/5/2002
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