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Innocence (on Good Friday)

A thought to ponder on this Good Friday:


"Innocence"


We have lost our innocence.

The purity of youth

Tarnished by age.

We have

Thought

Viewed

Said

Done

Things we should not have.

Things that stain.


But God--

Oh those two small words,

Immense in power--

He says He remembers

No more,

Condemns never,

Forgives in full.

He says

Pure

Righteous

Beloved.


Our innocence was lost,

Now found in a manger of cloth

And infant cries.

Our tainted beings

Replaced

By the Spotless Lamb.

Tarnished

And blameless

We kneel before the Throne,

Innocence regained

By the One

Who saves.


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