Connecting Bridges

Connecting  Bridges

Pain Brings no Complaint

It caused Our Lord ultimate pain.
So as for me I can’t complain.

He healed the world, then they crucified Him.
I’ve never healed anything and the worlds not grim.

He lived so every soul can relive.
I live to try to become more like Him.

He showed great power over criticisms and groans.
I wither away when encountering an angry tone.

He forgave any who crossed Him or His Path.
I try to forgive but always do lack.

He overcame sin, distrust, and agony.
I fall into all of those categories.

His speech is pure and always inspired.
Mine impure and grumpy when tired.

He is the King of all Destiny.
I but live and die the best I can be.

He Our savior from deaths wide doors.
I just wish I could do but more.

Jesus Christ over came the pain.
So you and I never have to complain.

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