In great agony,
At Gethsemane,
Your painful cry and plea,
Was for me.
In sorrow and pain,
And in utter shame,
You bore this awful bane,
All for me.
Thorns did pierce your head,
Blood did mark your tread,
As to Calvary you were led,
All for me.
A sword pierced your side,
And as you mother cried,
On the cross you bled and died
All for me.
You rose from the dead,
Just as you had said,
Now above, with the God head -
You plead for me
~~ Crystal David John
(This poem has been published in the Light of Life Oct. 1993, p. 45)
