He Lives
On his back a heavy cross
Figuratively and Literally
he carried his cross;
Bitter and pronounced; to endure.
Struggling along his path;
Wounds of torment reopened
Sweat stings; blood mixes with taste;
Bitter and pronounced; to endure
Exhaustion drips from body and muscle
tearing into bits; salt burns the traces made
of his cross and his torments
Bitter and pronounced; to endure.
Laughter and teasing, ridicule and disbelieving;
A poor man claiming to be a king.
Taunting and daring to see his strength!
It's Bitter and it's pronounced and it's endured!
At the close of his path, high upon a hill
two others in example of his;
He sees... He knows... He cries!
It's Bitter and it's pronounced and it's endured!
Only a moment of relief; Cross touches down;
Quick and Sharp pain returns
CRACK! A nail driven in one hand.
CRACK! A nail driven in the other hand.
He weeps and the crowd hushed
some reluctant; some doubt;
Feet nailed in place and Cross raised high;
It's Bitter and it's pronounced and it's endured.
Pleading for drink and favored with vinegar.
Feeling forsaken; Strength given;
Through it all he forgives;
Bitter, Pronounced, Endured
Copyrighted 2002 Cynthia E. Jones
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