Beaten and humiliated,
they led my Lord away
to the mount of death—
He was nailed and hung
on a wooden cross—
Naked and shamed
like a common thief.
They mocked.
They cursed.
They laughed.
Bleeding head hung low,
nails ripped hands and feet
A body slashed and torn—
Blood flowed down
onto the rugged ground—
Pain and dread
etched on His face.
Shame.
Sorrow.
Shunned.
Blamed and disgraced,
all purity discredited
Guilt and sin He bore—
My beautiful Jesus,
You did this for me—
You bled and died
So I could live.
They seized His clothes.
They pierced His side.
They crucified my Lord!
© Chrissy Siggee
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Riverside Peace 
We remember…and thank God for his amazing love!
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Amen
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An excellent poem in all its stark reality
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You couldn’t have written that any better. Stay safe!
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Thank you. I wrote this with an open heart.
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😦 deep. Thank you LORD for dying for a wretched sinner like me. Thank you JESUS! ❤ God bless!
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God bless you too Tammy. Take care.
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Thank you, you too.
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