God Tested Abraham (Poem)

“Go up, Abraham, without a lamb.
Take your son, your only one.

Build me an alter, (do not falter).
Kill your boy, your greatest joy.”

Reaching for the knife- to end a life.
No sound heard, but then… a word!

“Stop now, Abraham! Look up: a ram!
In the thorns, caught by the horns.

Slay it instead. Blood must be shed.
It is done. Blessing will come.”

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