Calvary
Stark
and dark
upon a hill
there stood a tree
whose dark timbers
drank
blood
and infamy.
Let
titoki
and the rata
and the great
pohutukawa
spread
their red
in memory.
He was bruised for our sins...
By Fay Clayton
Stark
and dark
upon a hill
there stood a tree
whose dark timbers
drank
blood
and infamy.
Let
titoki
and the rata
and the great
pohutukawa
spread
their red
in memory.
He was bruised for our sins...
By Fay Clayton