Cross Of Ages

[Barbaria1]

Cross of Ages



Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee;
oozing thick my precious blood,
from my many wounds doth flood,
pain and sorrow must I endure;
until death doth make me pure.

Nails were driven through my hands
to fulfill the law's commands;
could my zeal no respite know,
could my tears forever flow,
I will scream and I will moan;
without hope I'll die alone.

No plea for mercy do I sing,
while naked to the cross I cling;
sweat upon my breasts doth sheen;
to the left and right I lean;
writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

When I draw last fleeting breath,
when mine eyes shall close in death,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
lasting peace shall be my own,
Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee.

*********

Apologies to Reverend Augustus Toplady,
who wrote the lyrics to
Rock of Ages in 1876

Manip by Bobinder

Barbaria 2017​

 

[Madiosi]

A fine little piece for the next Cruxer's Digest.

 

[morten sigurdson]

Cross of Ages

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Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee;
oozing thick my precious blood,
from my many wounds doth flood,
pain and sorrow must I endure;
until death doth make me pure.

Nails were driven through my hands
to fulfill the law's commands;
could my zeal no respite know,
could my tears forever flow,
I will scream and I will moan;
without hope I'll die alone.

No plea for mercy do I sing,
while naked to the cross I cling;
sweat upon my breasts doth sheen;
to the left and right I lean;
writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

When I draw last fleeting breath,
when mine eyes shall close in death,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
lasting peace shall be my own,
Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee.

*********

Apologies to Reverend Augustus Toplady,
who wrote the lyrics to
Rock of Ages in 1876

Manip by Bobinder

Barbaria 2017​

Nice, very poetic!! Thanks for posting this wonderful poem.

 

[bobinder]

Beautiful, Barb - thanks for including the picture!

 

[windar]

Cute-And both you and the original author are topladies

 

[thehangingtree]

Nicely done Barb...

 

[thehangingtree]

No plea for mercy do I sing,
while naked to the cross I cling;
sweat upon my breasts doth sheen;
to the left and right I lean;
writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

When I draw last fleeting breath,
when mine eyes shall close in death,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
lasting peace shall be my own,
Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee.

She tries to die with dignity
while crucified naked for all to see.
I guard the scene paid ten coins
while playing with the stirring in my loins.
I don't even try to know what she thinks,
just hope she dies soon so I can get some drinks...

Tree the Mercenary

​

 

[Wragg]

writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

Favourite couplet!

Excellent, Barb, Windar beat me to the Top Lady pun, but it is nonetheless apt.

 

[Barbaria1]

No plea for mercy do I sing,
while naked to the cross I cling;
sweat upon my breasts doth sheen;
to the left and right I lean;
writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

When I draw last fleeting breath,
when mine eyes shall close in death,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
lasting peace shall be my own,
Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee.

She tries to die with dignity
while crucified naked for all to see.
I guard the scene paid ten coins
while playing with the stirring in my loins.
I don't even try to know what she thinks,
just hope she dies soon so I can get some drinks...

Tree the Mercenary

​

Giggle snort. A poet lurks beneath that haze of tobacco smoke and alcohol breath.

 

[thehangingtree]

Giggle snort. A poet lurks beneath that haze of tobacco smoke and alcohol breath.

Never appreciated...

 

[Wragg]

Apologies to Reverend Augustus Toplady,
who wrote the lyrics to
Rock of Ages in 1876

 

[Loxuru]

Nice poetry, Barb!

 

[Barbaria1]

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If that is Rev Augie , I think he looks like a rather cool dude

 

[Wragg]

If that is Rev Augie, I think he looks like a rather cool dude

I may be follicularly challenged but I'm glad I don't have to wear a wig!

 

[Jollyrei]

Cross of Ages​

Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee;
oozing thick my precious blood,
from my many wounds doth flood,
pain and sorrow must I endure;
until death doth make me pure.

Nails were driven through my hands
to fulfill the law's commands;
could my zeal no respite know,
could my tears forever flow,
I will scream and I will moan;
without hope I'll die alone.

No plea for mercy do I sing,
while naked to the cross I cling;
sweat upon my breasts doth sheen;
to the left and right I lean;
writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

When I draw last fleeting breath,
when mine eyes shall close in death,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
lasting peace shall be my own,
Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee.​

Barbaria 2017​

That's really a wonderful poem. One of your best, even if it is a sort of poetry-manip. Great work!

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You know it's the way he would have written it, if he had only not been writing for the Victorian church.

 

[Repertor]

It's a jewel.

 

[The Beast]

Real good. It have real emotions and sadness of suffering and coming death. I like it very much.

 

[Quiet Paul]

Cross of Ages

View attachment 518253

Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee;
oozing thick my precious blood,
from my many wounds doth flood,
pain and sorrow must I endure;
until death doth make me pure.

Nails were driven through my hands
to fulfill the law's commands;
could my zeal no respite know,
could my tears forever flow,
I will scream and I will moan;
without hope I'll die alone.

No plea for mercy do I sing,
while naked to the cross I cling;
sweat upon my breasts doth sheen;
to the left and right I lean;
writhing to the crowd's delight;
dancing to the whip's cruel bite.

When I draw last fleeting breath,
when mine eyes shall close in death,
when I soar to worlds unknown,
lasting peace shall be my own,
Cross of Ages, standing free,
crucified I hang on thee.

*********

Apologies to Reverend Augustus Toplady,
who wrote the lyrics to
Rock of Ages in 1876

Manip by Bobinder

Barbaria 2017​

 

[Quiet Paul]

Oh lovely!!!!

 

[Pia]

Lovely - how could it not be?