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The Rooster Crows

It happens
in the faintest morning light -
the rooster crows.
I see the night -
the rooster knows
another day is near.

And on that fateful night
I was so sure
I'd die for him.
But weak
and fearful,
I denied.
The rooster crowed.
In grief and shame
I own no name,
no pride -
my Saviour died.

It happens
in the faintest morning light -
the rooster crows.
But now I know
my Saviour lives,
forgives
my sin!
I still see night
but know the light -
another day is near!


© Peter J Blackburn 2004
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