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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

The cross which carried the Son of God,

Has long since passed away,

This rotted tree,

This imperfect,

Ugly,

Distressed,

Bloodied,

Rack of human torture,

No longer exists,

Yet it has become a symbol of love,

A pennon of hope,

A standard of peace and eternal life,

As the sun cuts through the darkness,

So does our Savior,

He brings promise to a blackened world,

Removes the shroud of sin and

Brings salvation to all.

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