Jesus... No one knows the pain You felt
Or shared Your weeping as You knelt.
In Your walk You were alone
For our shortcomings to atone.
When we think we know, O Lord,
Sometimes we take up a sword
And further wound You by our pride.
Our sins were much for which You died.
Sometimes when WE stand alone
We have small glimpse of pain You've known.
It is then we realize
Your sufferings... the depth and size...
So much deeper, so much bigger
Than our thoughts and minds can figure.
You gave all and took our place
That we might know Salvations's grace.
"The Lord is my light and my salvation..."
Psalm 27:1 KJV
© 2011 Arlene Schwartzkopf