by Pat Severin

On a hill faraway, that impossible day
As You hung on that old wooden tree,
Your Father you’d trust, for you knew that you must,
And your agony, Lord, was for me.

How cruel that your pain was for me to be gain
While You were so sinless, and yet
That was why You were sent, what God’s love truly meant.
The love of you both paid my debt.

How could God love me so that He sent you to go
And pay what I owed for my sins?
Yet you went willingly to do this for me.
How unfair that in pain the world wins.

But I thank you each day for the heavenly way
You provided for me with that deed.
Though not worthy am I that my Savior should die,
God knew that was what I would need.

On that hill faraway, Jesus died on that day
And He gave me a way to God’s side.
Since He gave what He did, now in Heaven I’ll live
And eternally there will abide.

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Pat Severin is a retired Christian school teacher who serves her Lord in many ways. These have included school, church and teen ministries and her current personal ministry of creating cards that include her original poems of encouragement. These she sends out weekly to those going through difficult life struggles.

In addition to her Christian poetry contributions to the Agape Review, she has been published in the Clay Jar Review, Thewayback2ourselves, and Pure in Heart Stories, which feature Christian poetry and stories for children. She has been published in many of the Southern Arizona Press Anthologies, in the book called I Chose You: Imperfectly Perfect Rescue Dogs and their Humans and will be featured in the upcoming book, Chicken Soup for the Soul: Lessons I Learned from My Dog. Pat is a member of SCBWI, the Society of Children’s Book writers and Illustrators.