The Cross
If I had been there, seen the traitor's kiss,
would I have stuck around and called you Lord?
Or told the mobs their actions were remiss,
and took your side, to face the Roman sword?
If I had stood within the crowd that day,
to watch you suffer on the cross and die,
would I have wept and kissed you as you lay
upon the ground, deceased? Or hurried by?
Although my faith is painless, I've been blind,
and haven't always had beliefs this strong;
but now I know you love me - all mankind -
and doubts I had before were clearly wrong.
You rose to show the doubters of death's loss;
now those who love you bow before The Cross.
written for Carolyn's Cross contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2019
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