Beaten and humiliated,
They led my Lord away
To the mount of death—
He was nailed and hung
On a wooden cross—
Naked and shamed
Like a common thief.
They mocked
They cursed
They laughed
Bleeding head hung low,
Nail ripped hands and feet
A body slashed and torn—
Blood flowed down
Onto the rugged ground—
Pain and dread
Painted on His face.
Shame
Sorrow
Shunned
Blamed and disgraced,
All purity discredited
Guilt and sin He bore—
My beautiful Jesus,
You did this for me—
You bled and died
So I could live.
They seized His clothes
They pierced His side
They crucified my Lord
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