A long time gone, but not forgotten,
to the heart it brings a thrill.
Marks in the sand, made by a Man
as He walked up Calvary's hill.



Willing to go, His back bent low
by a cross He carried with love.
Tears in His eyes, He heard the cries
as He obeyed the Father above.



No other way could man be saved
for sin the debt must be paid.
Thorns in His brow, going home now
through death He would not be afraid.



Soon to look back with open arms
He beckons to come unto Me.
What love He showed as He bore the load
so man kind could worship Him free.

Eddie Roush©2009
Eddiemaryroush@aol.com

For the Son of man is come to seek
and to save that which was lost.
~Luke: 19:10~