"Crucify him! Crucify him!"
We shouted by the score
"Crucify him! Crucify him!
We need his kind no more!"
We think ourselves perfection
And what we do is always right
We never stop to consider
How this looks in God's Holy Light
So to Calvery Hill He dragged His cross
With our jeers to urge Him on
Shouting, cursing, insane with hate
Though He didn't do anything wrong
We spoke not a word of compassion
Nore showed a care for the one in pain
We were just a sneering, mocking, heartless mob
Crying "Crucify him! Crucfy him!" over and over again
Our hearts had become hardened
Our hate without grounds
While the gathering, darkening shadows
Are ignored by all around
Now our judgment of Him is upon us
For we never realized
That God was listening and watching
And His anger was on the rise.
A world without compassion
That shows no love for man
Is bound to be abolished
But this, we don't understand.
So now we must face Armageddon
Where in panic we'll cry out His name
But never having shown our compassion
God's forgivness will be requsted in vain.
A contest entry
- Armagaedon The Book of Revelation. by CountryCousin.
1500 points, ended March 7, 2008, 7 entries
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I think this would suit very well. Because after Christ died on the cross and rose again he left it to his disciples to continue his word. John was but one of those disciples and yes I agree with the last line.
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