Love Went to Heaven

LOVE WENT TO HEAVEN

Love went to Heaven the day that you died.
It was the day that the angels cried.

Your body was beaten and broken.
While they fought for your clothing to be taken as a token.

They laughed and jeered,
Yet you shed not a tear.

They shouted and mocked ”King of Jews”.
No one was willing to walk in your shoes.

Upon a hill the nailed you to a cross.
Feeling forsaken, abandoned and lost.

Carrying a burden from the cradle to the grave.
Shedding blood for every life that you saved.

Your spirit was not broke.
And with bruised lips you spoke.

“Every promise has been kept.”
And you lowered your head and wept.

Your death for our sin, yet you had none of your own.
And on the wings of doves you have been carried home.

Love went to Heaven the day that Jesus died.
It was the day the angels cried.




Leah Woodard
September 19, 2003