As I walked into town I heard screams and shouts; so I went toward the sound to see what it was about.
A man was being beaten by the soldiers of Rome; Each lash to His back tore flesh from His bone.
After the whipping I heard mocking and scorn; and saw a crown made for the victim out of razor-sharp thorns.
They pressed the 'crown' firmly down onto His head; as it ripped thru His skin, He just sat there and bled.
It was hard to keep watching, their actions were so violent; And when they finally finished they took Him back to Pilate.
The governor found no cause and requested His release; but the Jews screamed "crucify Him and set Barrabas free"
To avoid a rebellion, he did as they asked; but first he made a point to 'wash his hands' of this task.
They made Him carry His cross outside the city's gate; to a place called Golgotha where many had met their fate.
When they reached the top of the hill they continued the harm; They laid Him on the cross and made Him spread out His arms.
I watched in sorrow the horror of His travails; as they pierced His hands and feet with sharpened Roman nails;
With each swing of the hammer blood would come gushin'; I'd never seen this manner of unloving destruction.
They stood the cross upright, so now He was hangin'; I looked up frightened at the sight of Him danglin'.
So Bloody and mangled, badly beaten and bruised; the saddest thing I'd ever seen, and i was gettin confused.
What did He do? I wondered and as I began to ponder, I decided i would go ask this lady over yonder.
And as I came upon her, I saw that she was cryin', so quietly I asked, 'M'am who is this man dyin'?
She looked up at me and wiped away her tears; and what she said next I never thought I'd hear.
"That man's name is Jesus" she said, "and we're from Nazareth"; "He's the one who healed diseases and even raised up Lazarus"
"He taught us how to live and He taught us how to love; He taught us all to give and to never hold a grudge"
"And they're not taking His life, His life He's freely given"; which explained why I heard Him say "Father, forgive 'em".
She said "this might sound odd yet I hope you believe"; "This is Christ, the Son of God, and He was born unto me"
I was stunned. Was it God's Son who was hung and diminished?; Then with the last breath in His lungs He said "It is finished";
His life passed away as I stood by silently; 'Til the ground started to shake; an earthquake came violently.
It tore thru the temple and ripped through the veil; and as the sky became dark my heart became frail.
It was then I realized everything she said was true, about this 'man' on the cross labeled "king of the jews".
I fell to my knees but I felt no more fear; even as a soldier reached up and stuck Him with a spear.
But what I saw next left me the most amazed; the lady smiled and said "don't worry, He'll be back in three days."
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