Lord, Covered in Sin
Lord God
Jesus on the Cross
words are abhorrently pitiful
to convey
the incalculable weight
accumulated iniquity and betrayal
thrust upon perfect grace
every drop of blood
my sin to erase
the Father turned away
You, alone, forsaken
Yet You stayed and carried
the abominable sin of man
until death was overtaken
Jesus, I am thinking strongly of You this day, this Good Friday; "good" in its eventual outcome on Easter Sunday. Thinking of Your pain, horrific, and made infinitely more so by the crushing weight of sin. Forgive us, for we knew what we were doing and did it anyway.
