Son of God humiliated;
Mocked, abused and nailed-up naked;
On his shoulders, sin is weighted;
“Save yourself”, they taunt and jeer.
“King of Jews” – the banner reading;
Jesus hangs, exhausted, bleeding;
Yet for them he’s interceding:
“God, forgive”, his prayer sincere.
Hope of all the World suspended;
Surely not what God intended?
Cries his last words: “it is ended”;
Enters death, the last frontier.
Prince of Life in life-surrender;
Hope of each reformed offender;
Who his love will not remember?
Christ, the sinners’ friend, was here.
Easter joy is rising yonder,
But let’s stay a while and ponder,
As his love fills us with wonder,
Asks our trust, and calms our fear.
Words: © Andrew T. Murphy 2011
Tune: Quem Pastores Laudavere (StF 585; H&P 607)