At the Cross

How was it Lord?.....

To be the Life
Facing death and strife

To be the Way
Standing at the crossroad of life

To be the Shepherd
Among a pack of wolves

To be the Lion
Slain like a lamb

To be the Leader
Yet calmly follow

To be the Healer
Beaten, smitten and torn

To be the Magnificent
Despised, rejected and spat at

To be the Victor
Staring at the face of defeat

To be the Bright Morning Star
Clouded with dark insults and stares

To be the Living Water
Offered bitter vinegar

To be the Lifter of heads
Bearing the shame

To be the Truth
Accused by the false

To be Love
Surrounded by hate

To be the King of Kings
Wearing a crown of thorns

To be Dressed in Splendor
Hanging half-naked on a cross

To be the Resurrection
Embalmed in myrrh and aloes

To be the Son
Given up like a slave

To be the King of Glory
Locked in a tomb

To be the Sinless
Dumped with sin

Oh how was it Lord ??
To be the Saviour
Helpless and forsaken

Well my child,
It is all part of the plan
For every clan
There is no one to blame
Rejected, despised and in shame
Torn down and ripped
Hated and ridiculed
Left alone and forlorn
Taking your place
Paying the price
To set you free

Now draw near to Me
I’ll keep you safe in the hollow of My hand
Till we reach the Promised Land