Crucified

Rejected and scorned by the ones I came to save I feel the agony coming in giant wave I have taught them love and healed their sick But the murderer Barrabas, over me they did pick In public my flesh is torn mercilessly from my back With metal and nails at me they hack I feel each lash of that heavy leather whip With each stripe, flesh from my bones doth rip They make for me a terrible, twisted crown And clothe me in a tattered purple gown I feel the thorns crushing into my head The stone is stained, where blood I shed As I pass through the streets baring my cross At me, rocks and stones, my people toss When my burden I can no longer bear They give me someone with whom I can share Up that long Calvary’s hill I slowly climb Approaching at last the end of my time They drive metal stakes into my feet and hands Below me my many persecutors stand Two more are to die with me today The one on my left to the other does say We deserve our punishment, but he does not We must live with what we wraught I look at this man and to him I say Surely in paradise you shall see me today The pain is greater than any I know Father why have you forsaken me so Into your hands my spirit I give For I know soon again I will live For this reason I was sent to Earth To salvation and forgiveness, I gave birth