The Crucifixion

His silence spoke great volumes

When they asked "Are you the king?"

He said to His accusers

Not a single thing

Then Pilate asked the people

"Now what shall I do?"

They shouted Crucify, crucify!

Let us drag Him through

They mocked, spit and hit

Said you're nothing but a lie

And pricked His head with thorns

As they punched and dragged Him by

The battered body of our Lord

Fell beneath the cross's weight

So they ordered a man name Simon

To help Him stand up straight

When they reached Golgotha

They took and set the nail

In our Savior's hands and feet

That's where the hammer fell

The soldiers placed a sign

This is Jesus, King of all the Jews

They asked to have it taken down

Because they said it wasn't true

With the swiftness of the sword

They opened half His side

The lamb's blood turned cold

Before His tears had dried

He hung upon the cross 

In agony and pain

To bear the sins of others

And to shoulder all our shame

Then with His last breath

He cried and spoke out loud

Oh Father God it's finished

Then died with His head bowed

But rose again in glory

Just like the scripture told

About the Holy Spirit 

That death could never hold 

By Doug Van Wyk©2001

Poem inspired from Matthew 27(NIV) 

Midi: Sacrificed Lamb