calvary
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So long ago
In the snow
The row of faces
The cheerful row
The stamping horses
My calvary
Brought the forces
To foe's fallacy
With judgement's reign
Our arrows aflame
He was dead for three days
Died for us on Calvary
But when people heard that Jesus rose,
There were whispers of hope
Whispers of truth
The unknown became known
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