Free Art Friday 08/04/11 - a new stanza

I have been working on a new Easter poem that I started last week.  I have been aiming for a stanza a week leading into Easter.  The new stanza is in bold below.  As I mentioned last week, it is a work in progress and I would love any feedback you might have.

'Tis truth you suffer'd in my place.

Through fists and spit upon your face,

And mocking voices to disgrace,

You loved me; You loved Adam's race

Yes, this is grace,

Yes, this is grace.

 

'Tis truth you suffer'd there for me,

And hung instead upon the tree

That was my due, and there to bleed

The crimson flow that washes clean.

Yes, this is grace

Yes, this is grace