Last night, I dreamed I took a walk op Calvary’s lonely hill.

The things I saw with my own eyes, could not have been more real.

I saw upon three crosses, three men in agony.

Two cried out for mercy, and the third Man looked at me.

Oh the hurt in this Man’s eyes, just broke my heart in two

And it seems I could hear Him say, “Child, I’m doing this for you.”

I knelt beneath the third Man’s cross, and slowly bowed my head.

I reached out to touch His feet and it stained my hands with red.

When I heard Him cry out in pain, I raised my eyes to see

The blood spilled from the third Man’s side, and some spilled out on me.

The third Man wore a crown of thorns; spikes held Him to the tree.

And I heard Him say, “Oh God, My God! Why hast Thou forsaken me?”

There within the mighty crowd, the ones who mocked Him cried,

“King save Thou self if Thou art The King,” and then the third Man died.

Suddenly I heard the thunder roll, I saw lightning pierce the sky.

The third Man was still hanging there, and I began to cry.

I saw the boulders fall and heard the breaking of the ground

Then I awoke and thought I’d dreamed, I touched my cheek and found,

My eyes were wet where I had cried, the dream I wish I knew.

I still can hear the third Man say, “I’m doing this for you.”

Author unknown. If anyone has a proprietary interest in this story please authenticate and I will be happy to credit, or remove, as the circumstances dictate.. If anyone has a proprietary interest in this story please authenticate and I will be happy to credit, or remove, as the circumstances dictate.

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