Blog Posts, Personal Thoughts, Poem, Prose

Fortitude

God endured before I was.

Before I even came into being;

Afflicted Isaiah 53 King.

Who believed the tinted blame?

Who saw not to lean?

Yet He said:

“Absolve them; they don’t know.”

Bare, bent, mocked and raw;

Took repute for us all.

This Cup poured sense launch of time,

Estranged sheep, to embed His vine.

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