They brought him to receive his stripes
The sorrow in his eyes so ripe
Thirty nine was all he bore
The law said there could be no more.
My duty was to do this task
I just obeyed and did not ask.
No words of anger passed his lips
His mouth stayed closed, he did not quip.
Blood ran down his fresh torn flesh
Leaving wounds raw and fresh.
I placed a robe upon his back
To mock him in a last attack.
My time on earth is now complete
I find myself at this Man’s feet.
No anger came from His pure heart
Just perfect love from the very start.
He suffered all he did for me
The one who beat him endlessly.
My tears now freely left my face
As I felt his perfect grace.
For this reason he did come
To save us all, yes everyone.
Willingly he suffered all
And redeemed us from the fall!
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