Mary's Musings Down Through the Years

My Baby, Mine?
Nay, all Heaven claimed
That Child divine.

My heart ached so

For scriptures warned

Of pain and woe.

...The years rolled on

And people thronged

From early dawn....

But some showed hate

Oh, Jesus flee

Before too late!

My faith is shaken

The  Son of God

By soldiers taken.

Too pained to cry.

He suffered so

Before He died.

Oh glory, glory,

My Son arose!

So ends my story.

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