The people were many and the cry was loud
“Crucify, crucify!” came out from the crowd. The faint sound, a whisper, ran fast through the streets,
“What has He done? Why won’t He speak?”
Thrice, then the cock crowed, His last friend was gone,
Still the crowd mocked, but what had He done?
On His head a thorn crown was placed,
all human likeness had hence been erased.
A robe of purple was given to wear.
They tore from his beard, great handfuls of hair.
Once more from the mob came out the fierce call,
“Crucify! Crucify up on Mount Skull!”
Up the steep road He carried the cross,
knowing today His life would be lost.
They pierced through His hands with old rusty nails.
Then through His feet. Oh, the pain that prevailed!
With all of His weight and the weight of the cross,
the sound of flesh tearing as it plunged in the rocks.
The earth trembled ’neath the darkening skies,
The mocking ceased as they looked in his eyes.
Not hatred or madness from Him did ascend, but love and kindness from a heart-broken friend.
With one final breath, “It’s finished!” He cried,
He gave up the ghost and willingly died.
“Oh, what has He done?” I cried with a shout.
“And where is this paradise He told me about?”
The cold over-whelmed me, but now I’m so warm,
for now I’m in Heaven, this thief’s been reborn.
[Ben Andrews]
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Mark 15:12-14 ... And Pilate answered and said again unto them, What will ye then that I shall do unto him whom ye call the King of the Jews? And they cried out again, Crucify him. Then Pilate said unto them, Why, what evil hath he done? And they cried out the more exceedingly, Crucify him.
John 19:30 ... When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, he said, It is finished: and he bowed his head, and gave up the ghost.
Luke 23:42-46 ... And he said unto Jesus, Lord, remember me when thou comest into thy kingdom. And Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, Today shalt thou be with me in paradise. And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour. And the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst. And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost. ❤
