You lie me not;
I’ve never been the one to sacrifice
That man who threefold death did face
And hung on a wooden post to die.
I’ve never forged those iron nails,
I’ve never made that timber cross,
I didn’t use to laugh at loss!
A woman’s tears wouldn’t curse…
The curtains were dividing worlds:
My home grace and out of doors,
Where people dooming Christ to death
Were leaving the Golgotha place.
21.07.2025
Пер.ст. Льва Друскина «Не лгите мне, не я распял Христа»
You lie me not
© Copyright: Евгения Блейк, 2025
Свидетельство о публикации №125072101853
Свидетельство о публикации №125072101853
Рецензии