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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Precious Purpose Of Prayer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Think not that prayers aren't heard above, <br>God has a heart of gold...<br>And He has heard the King of Love, <br>The day Christ's Blood ran cold...<br>Through Christ alone, God's mercy flows<br>In Christian hearts like mine...<br>Who sense the debt each sinner owes<br>To Him who is divine...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">At night, before His hour came, <br>The Son of God bled fast, <br>When fears beset His mortal frame<br>And He stood there aghast...<br>He prayed beyond His fragile thoughts, <br>Now humbled, on His knees...<br>This King of Kings, this Lord of Lords, <br>This Christ, the Prince of Peace...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As servant of the Lord Most High, <br>He sought His destiny! <br>Was He to live, was He to die? <br>If death, then Calvary! <br>No easy death, no great escape, <br>No mercy from His foes...<br>His body whipped, bent out of shape, <br>Such truths God only knows...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The choice was plain, no turning back.<br>By faith, He went ahead...<br>To face a future, oh, so black, <br>That He was good as dead...<br>With firm resolve, He now stood tall, <br>Because He understood...<br>Obedient to His Father's call, <br>So brave, so bold, so good...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thus Judas kissed the Son of Man<br>With Christ betrayed that day, <br>Who prophesied God had a plan<br>To take Man's sins away! <br>Thus Jesus went from place to place<br>For men to choose His fate...<br>For rogues to beat His precious face<br>And scoff and celebrate...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But Christ faced more than fists and whips, <br>As Calvary drew near...<br>To leave behind His Blood that drips<br>And mingles with each tear...<br>For there, the precious Saviour prayed, <br>Forgiveness to implore, <br>Of God, who watched such things dismayed<br>And wept for Him for sure...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Think not that prayers aren't heard above, <br>God has a heart of gold...<br>And He has heard the King of Love, <br>The day Christ's Blood ran cold...<br>Through Christ alone, God's mercy flows<br>In Christian hearts like mine...<br>Who sense the debt each sinner owes<br>To Him who is divine...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=367753" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Denis Martindale, copyright, December 2010.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a></strong></div>