Reading a post on NCR about Lenten Hymns I remembered a haunting hymn from my Protestant childhood that went like this:

Behold, behold the Lamb of God,

On the cross

For us He shed his precious blood

On the cross

O hear his all important cry

‘Eli Lama Sabathani’

Draw near and see the Saviour die

On the cross

Behold, His arms extended wide

On the cross

Behold his bleeding hands and side

On the cross

The sun withholds it’s rays of light

The heavens are clothed in shades of night

While Jesus wins the glorious fight

On the cross

By faith we see him lifted up

On the cross

He drinks for us the bitter cup

On the cross

The rocks do rend, the mountains quake

as Jesus doth atonement make

While Jesus suffers for our sake

On the cross

And now the mighty deed is done

On the cro

This, Gentlemen, is how a real man does sets things right.

(Words of the poem below the vid.)

I’m sorry Anna Nicole

- Jonathon Walton

Poetry, it’s my release

My shield from my own grief

The refuge to which I retreat

When this world is too much for me

Phrases on pages

Language my mind speaks

Metaphors and similes

Poetic elements

I just breath.
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