Uneven are the timbers adjoined to form a cross

Erected toward the heavens

Blood shed at every cost

At His will – His Father beckons

Uneven are the jagged thorns

piercing in and pressed firm

No, not a crown of jewels adorns

A wondrous beauty will transform

Uneven are the streams of blood

That drip down His innocent face

Welling up, tears begin to flood

Knowing His unending Grace

Uneven is the eternal sacrifice

Of an innocent and Almighty Son

Uneven is His love for us

Our Almighty God is Three in One

May God continue to richly bless you and your family. Always, Mxo

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