I Can Only Imagine

I can only imagine The pain that you felt When you were flogged; So unmercifully dealt. When those Roman soldiers Nailed you to the cross, The physical pain you experienced; Your Father’s presence a great loss. I can only imagine Your frustration to know That at any time To heaven you could go; Resist your enemies, the Rabbis And the Romans too; Yet remain on the cross For undeserving sinners without virtue. I can only imagine How tiring it must have been, To deal with man’s ignorance; Lack of faith so plainly seen. How hard to be humble When blessed with such power, That you suppressed Up until your final hour! I can only imagine The joy that filled your heart To be called from your grave— New life to impart. Reunited with Your Father; Once again feel His love, After the separation Man’s sin caused from above. I can only imagine The joy experienced in heaven When you ascended to your Father; The Holy Spirit to man given. All because you sacrificed Your life on that rugged cross; Suffered and died that none Need suffer eternal death and loss. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2009-2011