<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Road to Emmaus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did you ever wonder why, <br>As you hung upon the cross, <br>we weren’t ready for your words? <br>if we were worth the price it cost? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At a place they call the skull, <br> hung upon a tree to die, <br>With nails that pierce your wrists and feet, <br>and dying thieves on either side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Others he did save, <br> but he cannot save himself”<br>Executed like a slave, <br>By a Rome malignant to itself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As you spoke your final words<br>And then hung your head to die<br>Did you fear you were heard only <br>By the sparrows and the sky? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the Pilus pierced your side<br>And the water flowed like blood <br>Had you already breathed your last? <br>Had darkness overcome the sun? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do you miss the wine and water? <br>The perfume in the Magdalene’s hair? <br>When I journey to Emmaus, <br>Will you accompany me there? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our hearts will burn like fire<br>For love of him thought dead<br>When again we recognize you, <br>In the breaking of the bread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420264" data-title="The Road to Emmaus de John F. McCullagh" data-description="Did you ever wonder why, As you hung upon the cross, we weren’t ready for your words? if we were worth the price it cost? At a place they call the skull, hung upon a tree to die, With nails that pierce your wrists and feet, and dying th..."></div> </div> </div>

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