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Pardoned

Pardoned, forgiven, exonerated
From our sinful nature liberated
All guilt, all blame, and shame
Were absolved when Jesus came
He came to save yet was rejected
Tried and tested, yet finished perfected
Sentenced to die like a common criminal
A thief on each side with Him in the middle
He carried the cross on that long walk
The crowd stood by simply to mock
With every drive of the stakes in His hands
He redeemed the lives of sinful man
All around the people jeered
They pierced His side with a spear
A crown of thorns upon His head
He bore the shame for us instead
Only when darkness covered the skies
Did they truly come to realize
The extent of the damage done
When they crucified the Chosen One

7/13/14

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