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By Peter O
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Ex-cru-ciate --
Out of the Cross,
Through the Cross,
The racked Flesh,
The arrowed Spirit,
Emerged freedom.

Ex-cru-ciate --
An unshackling paradox:
Life broke forth from death,
Joy from torment,
Healing from wounds.

Ex --------------
Out of the tomb's silence,
Out of death's hut,
Out of beauty's quiet place,
Came the cry:

"Now you are free, yes, free,
For I am free."


Pour Your Grace
Into my soul's veins, warm them,
So that, I will deny myself,
Take up my cross daily and
Follow Jesus, Your Son. [Luke 9:23]

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Submitted: Monday, April 9, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

About the Poet
I am 79 years of age. For the past nine years I have been retired, after forty years, from the field of alcoholism and drug abuse in New York City. I am married and we have two grown sons and two grand-sons. My life changed through a grace-experience in 1967. Writing Christian prayers is a particular interest of mine. This came about by a growing awareness of the spiritual in recovery from addictions. I choose, intellectually and emotionally, to believe the Triune God of the Sared Scriptures as my Healer.

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