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Errare humanum est 8 March 2017

Posted by Dr Moose in Faith, Lent, Life, Poetry.
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Normal, since our forebears,
Fruit-tempted, caved to Satan’s wiles.
The course of life, fault-line creased,
Scarred by sin and love of self
Follows our journey-miles.

Till, unexpected, One without
Bounds of space and time
Takes upon Himself our nature, flesh
And breathing life to us afresh,
(And  oft-unwilling), dies, ignoble,
Craving pardon divine upon those killing.

Dead, the once, yet from the grave,
Springs forth, unbound, now living
The means for all
Our kinds’ forgiving.

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