AT THE CROSS poem
by Richard L. Provencher

At the Cross

Light is beginning to sink upon
the night, a redemptive
pain and sadness as
righteousness is swept aside

they tormented Him, our Jesus
shamed Him, scourged
and defiled His kindness, words
designed for our salvation.

Now He lifts His head to
the Father, not yet from the cross, but
on His knees in Gethsemane
awaiting the kiss of Judas.
"Not my will, but Yours," He intones

and rising to His feet prepares
for the journey of our redemption.
He will represent the sins
of our existence and exchange
His life for our salvation.

Amen.

Richard L. Provencher
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Richard enjoys writing poems; many of which have been published in Print and Online. He and his wife, Esther are also co-authors of stories and a print novel. They are "born again" Christians and very busy in their church, Abundant Life Victory International, in Bible Hill, Nova Scotia.

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