HE SHOOK THE GROUND.

 

Upon a cross outside a city,

The site portrayed

No love or pity.

A broken hearted mother crying,

In anguish watched

Her son there dying.

 

Her mind was to the crib cast back,

Where gifts around

The babe were packed.

To worship there a newborn king,

A lowly stable

Set the scene.

 

The joyful sight of baby Jesus,

Before the cross

Was somewhat grievous.

To see her child now hanging lifeless,

A victim seemed

Of Satan’s vices.

 

Thereafter Satan he was shocked,

When Hades walls

Around him rocked.

That tombstone demons could not hold it,

When God he shook

The ground and rolled it.

 

Ivan

 

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