That Blood-Soaked Cross
Poetry by Lance Landall
A Spiritual And Inspirational Poem from All-Creatures.org

 There’s a blood-soaked cross — a wooden cross — etched in history, And nailed to that cross — was a man — who came from Galilee. A Galilean, raised in Nazareth, murdered at Calvary, An innocent man, a righteous man, convicted wrongfully.

When His life expired, hands took Him down, laid Him in a tomb, But He rose again, as a Saviour — fled that dark stone room. He ascended to Heaven, took His place again — above, A God, who came and died for us, because of His great love.

Yes, a King, a Lord — now a Saviour — who other lives saves, A Creator, Life-giver, who one day will open graves. A Redeemer, Restorer, who pardons, imparts His grace, A loving God, who on Golgotha, willingly took our place.

This is why that blood-soaked cross, is now etched in history, A dead man’s memorial, risen Saviour’s testimony. Yes, an open declaration, that boundless love declares, A sad, yet beautiful memory, that daily, hope shares.

Thus, unto us a child was born — a promised Messiah, Who came as was prophesized by the prophet Isaiah. Yes, from the womb of a virgin, that is, supernaturally, Came a babe, a man, a God — who always was, and will be.

Yes, a God who has always been, a God who’ll always be, Who became like man himself, in order to set men free. A Prince of Peace, born in Bethlehem, in a lowly stable, Who after Calvary, sent the Spirit, to fallen men enable.

From a manger to a cross — a blood-soaked cross — He journeyed, Having left Heaven — on a mission — He knew must succeed. And succeed it did, but it took that cross, that blood as well, So that you and I — with our Saviour — could forever dwell.