I Saw a Man Limping

I saw a man limping, with his neck turned about, And I smiled and tried not to stare, He struck me, he struck me with beauty and courage, And these tears I cry are not tears of sorrow, or joy, or pain, or sadness, or healing, But they flow nonetheless. For I saw a man limping, and he walked with dignity. And in that reckoning, Let all know that God is love, Let all know that heaven is real, I saw a man limping, his body twisted about, And he moved slowly, Like my Savior on his way to the cross, This cross I bear, This cross he bears, His wounds are real I tell you, Touch them and feel the stars of night, Caress your soul, And be whole. Amen.