Words are not enough _ a poem

There was pain, there was rejection

There was loneliness, mocking and ridicule

There was suffering to the peak

There was bloodshed to the highest degree.

Why had He to endure this?

Why on earth had He chose to go through this?

It was not the nails that held Him there.

But His love to you and me!

He was mindful of you,

When He chose to go through it all

For He said, out of His own will.

Not my will, but Yours.

The gruesome death, the public shame

The shearing pain, the flesh writhing flogs

The spot, the blood, the sweat, the public disgrace

Naked as He is, He lies there helpless.

Peter denies Him, Cyrene comes to help

All His disciples fled, the women stayed back

They yelled, crucify, Joseph declares his allegiance

One thief curses, one thief is with Him in paradise.

Just for the sake of redeeming the lost

He endured all these, because of love

Sin is serious. Consequences of rebellion are real.

I will bear it on my own, for their sake, He said.

What love is this? What God can do this?

Who punishes Himself, for the sake of His subjects?

Nobility? Truthful? Uncorrupt? Trustworthy? Love?

Words are not enough to describe what happ'd on the cross.

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