Greg Skodacek

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  See him with hands out-stretcht upon the cross;   Immense compassion in his bosom glows;   He hears revilers, nor resents their scorn:   What matchless mercy in the Son of God!   When the whole human race by sin had fall'n,   He deign'd to die that they might rise again,   And share with him in the sublimest skies,   Life without death, and glory without end.
Poems on various subjects, religious and moral
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