The Death of Jesus

As I think upon the graphic details of your death I pause a while bow down and catch my breath I’m heartbroken about the pain you had to endure It will be etched on my mind forever more Obediently to death you were lead away You heard everything against you they had to say Humiliated, taunted, spat at, torn and battered Yet we your lambs to you were all that mattered I’m sorry for my part in your death and pain Oh Jesus mighty king for us was slain I sit beneath your cross tears running down my face I feel so unworthy of your mighty act of grace I need to be at your cross to Understand and know you more Oh Jesus I will worship and honour you forever more