The Preacher's Wife
Comments and Poems
By Ruth R. Martin 

Three Crosses

Three crosses on a hill

Beneath a glow'rng sky;

Gaunt Golgotha bared it's head.

Three men went forth to die.

Three men condemned did stand.

For each a tree was made;

A heavy, ugly cross-piece

Upon which each was laid.

Three men upon a tree;

Rough nails their flesh did mar.

Three men upon a cross were raised

To die at Judgment's Bar

Three trees against the sky.

Faint voices could be heard

"Remember me, Lord," one did sigh.

One snarled a cursing word.

Three debts to sin were paid.

Two men, guilty, paid the price,

But One more pure than driven snow-

God's Holy Sacrifice.

Three men went forth to die-

Three crosses in the sod-

On either side a guilty thief-

Between, the Son of God.

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