His Last Night

Author: Ashley
From: Vancouver, USA
Age: 12
Date: 6th Jan 2001, 11:21 PM
Rating: 3
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Title: His Last Night

The blood red wine
That touched their lips
'Round the table took many trips
On His last night to dine.

Jesus was a shrine.
He gave God forgiving dips,
And had sailed the sailor's ships,
Jesus was a shrine of mine.

Soldiers took Him,
That awful night,
Nailed to the cross He stayed
Thorns on His Head pierced Him,
Which gave His disciples such a fright,
Then all 12 of them prayed.

By Ashley


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