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Forty Days and Forty Nights

by Dennis Newton © 2022

When You walked those miles
Did the sands burn Your feet?
Did Your sandals bear the scourges
Of the landform and it's heat?

In Your hunger and thirst,
As You scaled the arid heights,
Was it I on Your mind,
Those forty days and forty nights?

When the night hours came,
And Satan danced in evil glee,
Withstanding the tempter's lair
In Your suffering You remembered me.

As the grass withered away
With flowers no longer in sight.
Did You ponder the high cost You paid,
Those forty days and forty nights?

As the sun parched Your brow
And Your entrails cried in pain,
You suffered for the betrayers
So we may all have life again.

Thank You my Savior and my King,
For paying this debtor's price.
The Paschal Lamb in the wilderness,
Those forty days and forty nights.

When You walked those miles
Did the sands burn Your feet?
Did Your sandals bear the scourges
Of the landform and it's heat?

In Your hunger and thirst,
As You scaled the arid heights,
Was it I on Your mind Lord,
Those forty days and forty nights?

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