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On Easter morning as I awake,
I recall memories that make me quack,
For long ago on Calvary,
My Jesus died to set me free;
I’ll never really understand,
Why God made such as a wonderous plan,
That When He saw a humble man,
Jesus fulfilled God’s perfect plan;
The Crown of thorns upon His head,
The blood that for my soul He shed,
The cries of pain and agony,
It was all to set this captive free;
In life and death he bore my pain,
To make a way that life I’d gain,
And when He comes for us again,
The plan of God will be made plain;
Those nail- scarred hands and feet,
Were all for us to stop defeat,
For now our soul can soar with Him,
The final Battle we will win;
My eyes will I lift to heaven above,
To catch a glimpse of God’s divine love,
Our flight will end in heaven I know…
Author Loretta Jane Moore
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