King, Priest, The Prophet
hauled off to Golgotha.
Not just the loss of a SAVIOUR,
loss of a FATHER.
Why did you bother lobbying for slobs like us?
who mock such an honest and modest portrayal of love
I don't stop dwelling.
concentrate on these thoughts often enough.
on the cross, and the blood, on the loss and the monsterous cuts
on the thorny crown, that bore down on your brow
on the scorn in the morning, insuing the morning after crowds
and swarms yelling Barabus, drown out the vioce of reason
insignificant people, so wicked and evil
leading you bleeding and pleading down the via de la rosa
LORD you bore shame,and reproach, you were cursed by most men
hurt by the curse words, you were born in a stable to save
from the cradle to the grave all we've made is mistakes
kicked in the face, hit, smitten and spit upon
my tears fall on the scripture that your future was written on
so called heretic, bare naked and shaking
buckled knees caving in, caused by the tree in a shape of a T
nails breaking the skin you were taking our sin
and placing it in the palm of your hand for all men
you could of said "take me away, I don't want to stay,
take some other man on some other day. in some other way"
blood dwindled away,life withered away,noone else willing to pay
you could of said "GOD this hurts so much, this burden is so tough
I'm flirtin with death touch."
but you came, touched lives and died lonely
and you died lonely, just to smile on me
is it the rain that stains my face or tears?
have I been right here for five minutes or five years?
I can't seem to move my feet, I can't breath
can't seem to leave this tree, can't believe it's not me
it should of been my likes, crucified with spikes
my wrists, cold as ice and lifeless
alone and silent, only mother crying
but instead that's what CHRIST did
came in human form, and was born and scorn by people in his likeness
despite this he made wrongs right, shed light
forever the blessed protector of my life, giver of sight
finally, one moves, then another, then another
I better take cover, cause thunder was hovering over
the suffering is over, so is the battle, now the curtian splits in two
JESUS I'll miss you...JESUS I'll miss you
I deserve the cross, but you knew it had to be this way
had it been me that day I would of said "take me away"
you could of said, "take me away, I don't want to stay,
take some other man on some other day. in some other way"
blood dwindled away,life withered away,noone else willing to pay
you could of said "GOD this hurts so much, this burden is so tough
I'm flirtin with death touch."
but you came, touched lives and died lonely
and you died lonely, just to smile on me
2,000 years later, your still debated, and your hated
invaded,and naked, and veined for the fakest
naysayers ashamed of their daily charade
they masqueraide, and dissarray and then parade you to feel safe
by saying your not able, and the bible is fable
they lable it as a faith brace for the wavering and unstable
saying your words are trite bits of written fiction
and that you existance was mythical,LORD that makes me bitter, i admit it
they call it hypocritical liturature
but the hypocrites the one that stare back at them in the mirror
each day on city pavements, they cast lots for your raiment
as though your slow death on the tree was an inadequite payment
amazing grace was elliminated from the equation
we're just a faceless nation, slowly becoming a waste land
but though the walls of the world crumble around me
i'll stay in the same place you found me, and pray that you surround me
you could of said, "take me away, I don't want to stay,
take some other man on some other day. in some other way"
blood dwindled away,life withered away,noone else willing to pay
you could of said "GOD this hurts so much, this burden is so tough
I'm flirtin with death touch."
but you came, touched lives and died lonely
and you died lonely, just to smile on me
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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Joe! I am amazed at the Joe I know, and all of the sides of Joe that God keeps introducing me to!
My favorite part is when you said- You died lonely for me- what a wonderful picture in words. The world cannot deny this truth!
You have done a great job of blending past and present, and added a flavor of future. Muito bein!
Glad to be in your tribe, bro! Journey on!
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