How could You have stood there,

Without a word to say,

As they jeered and mocked and bound You up

Leading You away.

I would have had a thousand words

To silence all their lies,

But every word You didn’t say

Was spoken through Your eyes;

For while they made a fool of You,

And whipped You without cause,

Your heart was full of love for them –

Their sins became Your sores.

They led You through the temple courts

And brought You before the crowd –

People just like me were there,

Shouting out aloud.

And not one spoke at Your defence,

Though You had done no wrong;

They wanted someone else released

And You did not have long.

In just a little while, You were flogged some more –

Beaten to the ground;

Flogged and battered till You were crushed,

Yet no sin in You was found.

On and on they led You through

The streets where You had spread your fame –

They made You carry a heavy cross

 Though You were not to blame.

The journey was long and Your strength had waned

As You drew near to the place,

So they chose a man to share Your load –

Your burden, to embrace;

But none could imagine the agony You felt

Nor the pain of each new blow –

The torment as each nail drove through Your flesh 

I will never know.

They hoisted You up for all to see

And stripped Your dignity bare;

Your enemies and friends together, looked on,

As they crucified You there.

© M.R.P 2004

Published by mezruth

I am a wife and a mother of two beautiful and spirited young children, living in Australia. Unashamedly, I am a follower of Christ; He is my daily hope and inspiration. I enjoy dabbling in a range of hobbies ! These include (but aren't limited to) gardening, cooking, making cards, playing piano, singing, writing letters, journalling and walking in nature/ identifying animal species. I find it hard to make time for myself but I'm learning that life is too short and sometimes things must be scheduled in or the days slip away without much change. Family and friends are very important to me and I am happiest when I live my life in community.

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