I hope I'm doing this right. Another christian site refused to put this one on - and when I emailed them to ask why - I didn't hear a response. If I put this in the wrong place - can a mod move it please? Thnx in advance.
Crucified
They burdened the beam
Upon His shoulder
Stripped naked, beaten,
Abused.
Then re-clothed in a rag
The life force dripped from his back,
From his forehead,
Where the graceless crown of thorns
Embedded themselves
Puncturing an unlined brow.
Each drop satisfying
Darkened hearts filled
With Sanhedric piety.
A pained yet untroubled expression
Settled upon His countenance as he
Walked the longest walk
Each step taking Him closer to
His father
Closer to His prewritten end.
He stumbled, and fell
Staggered up,
Stumbled and fell again.
And the jeers of His people rang
Throughout the city
Smothering the tears
And broken cries of his supporters.
His family.
A stranger relieved him of
His evident burden
The one there for all to see.
At the hill, they laid him down,
Bound his burden to a stake
And brutally pierced those
Innocent palms
Each with a Nail
Pinioning Him to the wooden beam
Then another
Through His feet.
His pain evident with each blow.
Then they raised Him up.
A mockery to His mission.
The crowds watched,
Still taunting Him
As he hung
Crudely attached to
A wooden cross.
He blessed a companion
In agony.
He blessed a heartbroken
Friend
Cried out in His mortal agony.
Then came the darkest hour
When all the world stood still
When the people held their breath
When the victory of Our Lord became palpable.
When the curtain between eternity
And mortality was raised.
And in one final cry to the Heavens
He fulfilled the Fathers Word
And became the sacrifice of Love
[FONT="]©[/FONT] 13 January 2007
Crucified
They burdened the beam
Upon His shoulder
Stripped naked, beaten,
Abused.
Then re-clothed in a rag
The life force dripped from his back,
From his forehead,
Where the graceless crown of thorns
Embedded themselves
Puncturing an unlined brow.
Each drop satisfying
Darkened hearts filled
With Sanhedric piety.
A pained yet untroubled expression
Settled upon His countenance as he
Walked the longest walk
Each step taking Him closer to
His father
Closer to His prewritten end.
He stumbled, and fell
Staggered up,
Stumbled and fell again.
And the jeers of His people rang
Throughout the city
Smothering the tears
And broken cries of his supporters.
His family.
A stranger relieved him of
His evident burden
The one there for all to see.
At the hill, they laid him down,
Bound his burden to a stake
And brutally pierced those
Innocent palms
Each with a Nail
Pinioning Him to the wooden beam
Then another
Through His feet.
His pain evident with each blow.
Then they raised Him up.
A mockery to His mission.
The crowds watched,
Still taunting Him
As he hung
Crudely attached to
A wooden cross.
He blessed a companion
In agony.
He blessed a heartbroken
Friend
Cried out in His mortal agony.
Then came the darkest hour
When all the world stood still
When the people held their breath
When the victory of Our Lord became palpable.
When the curtain between eternity
And mortality was raised.
And in one final cry to the Heavens
He fulfilled the Fathers Word
And became the sacrifice of Love
[FONT="]©[/FONT] 13 January 2007