Christ's wounds

in my soul I see Your wounds.
  the marks of the whips
    slicing through Your flesh...
  the piercings of the thorns
    of the crown thrust onto Your head...
  the splinters filling the inside
    of Your back as You bore the cross...
  the nails as they severed
    Your wrists, hanging You on the cross...

in my soul I see Your wounds.
  and I see You hanging there
    on the bloodied cross...
  and I see You hanging there
    with my sins as slashes
    through Your side...
  and I see You hanging there
    so my soul could be cleansed
    and I could enter heaven...

in my soul I see Your wounds
  and my eyes fill with tears
    and my heart fills with thankfulness
    and humility...
  and my eyes fill with tears
    as I pray and pray to ease the guilt
    that I feel...
  and my eyes fill with tears
    as I REALIZE I PUT YOU UP THERE
    WITH MY HUMANITY....

-Jonathan Johnston


© Copyright 1997 Jonathan E. Johnston


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