Our lord beaten and bloody
Must
die like a criminal
To
add insult upon injury
Atop
his tousled curls
Was
set a thorny crown
Pressed
into his scalp
He
carried his cross
Upon
his bloodied back
Through
narrow streets
To
the baying of the crowds
Then
onto the hill of Calvary
Where
the prince of peace
Was
nailed to his cross of pain
And
dealt the final blow
His
side pierced by a spear
His
earthly life ebbing away
Through
the open wound
He
called out to God
But
not for vengeance
He
asked that they be forgiven
And
his cross of pain
Cast
a Holy shadow
Across
the world
That
reached every corner
But
the shadow cast
Was
not one of darkness
But
one of light
A
divine light
The
light of love
Which
still shines today
For
it is the eternal light of God
