Then Pilate asked the
people
"Now what shall I
do?"
They shouted Crucify,
crucify!
Let us drag Him
through
They mocked, spit and
hit
Said you're nothing but a
lie
And pricked His head with
thorns
As they punched and dragged
Him by
The battered body of our
Lord
Fell beneath the cross's
weight
So they ordered a man name
Simon
To help Him stand up
straight
When they reached
Golgotha
They took and set the
nail
In our Savior's hands and
feet
That's where the hammer
fell
The soldiers placed a
sign
This is Jesus, King of all the
Jews
They asked to have it taken
down
Because they said it wasn't
true
With the swiftness of the
sword
They opened half His
side
The lamb's blood turned
cold
Before His tears had
dried
He hung upon the
cross
In agony and pain
To bear the sins of
others
And to shoulder all our
shame
Then with His last
breath
He cried and spoke out
loud
Oh Father God it's
finished
Then died with His head
bowed
But rose again in
glory
Just like the scripture
told
About the Holy
Spirit
That death could never
hold
By Doug
Van Wyk©2001
Art work by Danny
Hahlbohm
Poem inspired from Matthew
27(NIV)
Midi: Sacrificed
Lamb
