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The Master

 

I saw Him.

Staggering down the street

The rough timber of the cross

Dragging against his whipped, beaten and bloody skin

Embedding its splinters in pain upon pain.

Anguished obedience

Shadowed by weeping and wailing.

 

I saw Him.

Nails pounded through hands and feet

And deep into my heart.

Bloodied bruised tatters and a crown of thorns

The King of the Jews in the company of thieves.

Anguished oppression …

And inconceivable forgiveness.

 

I saw Him.

Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani

Parched lips, agonising torture, thirst.

It is finished, He breaths His last.

Despairing, I fall to my knees … I thirst

Anguished confession

Jesus I believe. And with amazing grace

He saw me.

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