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Thursday, 3 April 2014

R.E Poem

Jesus died,  as He was nailed to the cross.
All the pain that He felt,  the blood that He lost..
The tears dripping down,  His face like the rain
He tried not to show, His suffering and pain.

And he is our saviour and our hero
If it wasn’t for him the number of people
in this world would be zero



He was put to death,  He had to die
And He did it all,  for you and I
Dying for us, and being so brave

Then a miracle came, He rose again.

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