You knew that You were going to die
for the sins of the world.
Did You know how cruelly You would be treated?
They truly knew not what they were doing!
If they knew who You were (and are, and forever will be)
every knee would have bowed.
Instead, You were bound,
stabbed with thorns,
with huge nails driven through Your hands and feet.
YOU, the incarnate God,
sinless, blameless, holy, loving, compassionate!
O the cruelty, O the torture, O the inhumanity!
My heart turns into a thousand tears.
You suffered all this for me
and I do not deserve it.
You knew You were going to take
the sins of the whole world with you
on that cruel cross.
Did You know how that would feel?
Adam certainly did not know what he was doing!
You brought on Yourself
every murder, rape, torture, assault,
theft, lie, deceit, adultery,
abortion, hate, blasphemy, curse,
addiction, lust, fraud, persecution,
prejudice, judgment, slander and selfishness
from the first transgression to the last,
from the greatest to the least,
all of my sins
and all of yours and yours and yours.
I cannot begin to grasp the pain
You felt, the weight of all that sin,
so much that You sweat blood!
O Lord, lift my face from the floor
because my shame will not let me!
You suffered all this for us
and we do not deserve it.
You knew Your Father hated sin,
would not even look at it.
You knew He had to turn His back on You
while You hung there,
physically and spiritually broken.
Did You know how empty that would feel?
The lost know not what they are doing!
Physical pain, no matter how horrific,
was only temporary.
The pain of every last sin
would stay on the cross.
But those moments when You were all
when God wept
because He loved us SO much,
when You hung there,
separated from Him in Your abject agony,
Ah! It was worse than the very depth of Hell!
Each moment eternity.
How, Beloved Savior, HOW
could You stand it?
And how can I ever
complain about anything