As per Elspeth's request, here is the final version of my poem. I hope you like it! Please let me know what you think of it!
BARABAS By Allen R. Alderman
Were you there, Barabas, The day that Jesus died? Did you see Him stumble up that hill? Did you hear their mournful cries? Did you watch in fascination As they nailed Him to the cross? Did you think about the life you'd gained In return for what He'd lost?
We have a lot in common, Barabas, you and I, Though oceans separate us And centuries divide. A bond was forged between us As He hung upon that tree, For on the day He took your place, He also died for me.
I was just as guilty, My sins were just as great, My life was just as worthless Deserving that same fate. But, oh, the blood of Jesus! None other would suffice To wash away my guilty stains And pay sin's heavy price.
I hope you were there, Barabas, I truly hope you saw, And as the sun grew dark that day, I hope you stood in awe To see so great a love Displayed so willingly And knew the King who died for you Had truly set you free.
Someday, dear Barabas, I hope to see your face. We'll dance in jubilation And we'll sing Amazing Grace. Brothers, not by mortal flesh, But through the blood of Calvary That broke the chains that held us bound And set the guilty free.
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Slàn agus beannachd, Allen R. Alderman
'S i Alba tìr mo chridhe. 'S i Gàidhlig cànan m' anama. Scotland is the land of my heart. Gaelic is the language of my soul.
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