Sweet Sorrow On the Cross

SWEET SORROW ON THE CROSS Many say He was in pain Many agree He was painfully slain Many attest to His mockery and disdain I do not deny or argue this truth For He Himself wished the cup would pass forth But one thing that many don’t know Is that on the Cross He was moved to jubilate. Before the Cross, He was scourged near death He wept and cried and bled near death And many enjoyed seeing Him go near death I do not deny or argue this truth For no man enjoys shame and disgrace But many do not see the other face For while He cried, His heart was filled with grace. On the Cross He met our end Not a glorious parting but a shameful end An end He could but would not defend I do not deny or argue this truth Imagine the Creator dying naked on a tree But one thing that many ignore Is that on the Cross He was filled with joy. See the light and believe it His mission on earth was to save man And He did so without complaint He knew He faced a terrible fate He knew this fate would be our faith So He despised the shame of what had come And delighted in the joy of what would come. See His sorrow turn to joy See the Blood and come ahoy Not as alloys, but Him as all The grace of the shame is to see you whole The joy of the Cross is to see you saved Come to the One who went through pain But in joy; as He awaited this day.