Jesus divinity never parted from his humanity, not for a single
moment, nor a twinkling of an eye. But this does NOT mean that his
divinity eased the pain that Jesus felt during passion week. As a
matter of fact, we see Jesus humanity, when he bleeds, when he falls,
when he thirsted on the way to the mount, and when he was crucified,
and especially when he asked his Father, why he had forsaken him.
And yet, even though Jesus felt all this pain, he was still able to say
father, forgive them for they know not what they do. So as we begin
a new spiritual year, let us remember Jesus ability to forgive after
being tortured to death, when we hold grudges against others for things
that cannot even be compared to what we have done to our Lord.
OH FATHER, OH FATHER!
I was standing in prayer on that cold windy night
When Judas kissed me & said this is Jesus the Nazarite
They dragged me from place to place
While punching me and spitting on my face
Oh Father, why do you put me through this disgrace.
I was delivered to Pilate in an open court
I was seeking but I didnt find any support
Even after I healed their sick & raised those who died
not many were there to stand by my side
I told them I was your son, they yelled blaspheme
they told me lie, but I couldnt agree
So they said CRUCIFY HIM, and set the murderer free
After all Ive done for them, yet they forget
I only came to forgive their sins, and pay their debt
Indeed, it is quite sad, how quickly they forget
For it was those people whom I came to save (the jews)
Who were same people sending me to my grave
They led me away, and put a crown of thorns on my head
they dug it deep into my skull, until my face was covered with red
They twisted and hammered it down till I could not abstain
From screaming out in excruciating pain
They dressed me in a purple scarlet robe, and gave me a rod
Only to mock me saying: So this is Son of God?
They spat on me & and beat me till you could count all my bones
Then left me in a dungeon far away where no one could hear my painful moans
The next morning my human body was tired & hurt
But it continued as they dragged me along the rugged dirt
I was sent then to be tortured with 39 lashes of a 3-pronged whip
Over and over again with barbs of steel on my back till itd rip
And when my back was completely torn, they turned me around
And bound me to the ground, then continued to pound
I looked around and I saw some people crying
Till finally the torture stopped when I was on the verge of dying
They led me outside, where Id carry my own cross
I couldnt even carry it due to such extensive blood loss
The weight was more than most men could drag
But they didnt care they just put it on my back
They made me drag it across the hot desert heat
In front of everyones taunting laughs on the street
Not even a drink of water, nor sandals on my blistered feet
I continually fell onto the hard jagged concrete
Only to have the cross come slamming on my head
& atop the rest of my body which was nothing else but bloody meat
Finally, I arrived to the mount of the skull
the wind picked up, and the colors of the sky became dull
I looked around and my friends still had not come
Perhaps, to them, this was just a little too gruesome
Only a few of the many & my mother came to my side
At least someone would be there for me when I died
They laid me upon the cross & wrote king of the Jews
Instead of tying me up like others, they decided to hang me by nails
So they dislocated my shoulders, but my throat was to dry to scream
That way Id also suffocate when lifted on the wooden beam
They pounded stakes into my hands, and I couldnt help but stare
Oh, the pain was much more than I or any man could bear
Then they lifted the cross up high for everyone to see
The few that came for me, came crying at my knee
But where were the rest
the ones I came to save?
They were at home locked up & scared, even after I forgave?
I was left hanging for hours by only nails in my hands
This position made me suffocate, and no one seemed to understand
They told me to save myself, when in fact I was saving them from Satans hand
As my time came near
I felt the earth tremble & saw the sun disappear
I saw all the peoples faces filled with fear
Then finally the earthquake hit
Which made the temple split
It collapsed just like I had said
And then finally I appeared to be dead.
-Thomas Nashed
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