Pendragon
04-01-2010, 08:54 AM
After the Cross
A star shone above the place where I was born,
Leading strangers from afar to my home.
All the Scribes and the Priests read The Scrolls, now old and worn—
That told precisely the way The Messiah would come.
Why was it, do you suppose, that sinners eyes could see
The Revelation of A Savior, and the Scholars could not?
I was everything The Prophets had said that I would be—
But being blinded by their traditions they forgot.
Gazing down upon the throng in agony from upon the Cross,
I could only see my Children gone astray.
I cried: “Father, forgive them!” I was glad to pay the cost,
For I had came to be the Truth, the Light, the Way…
But had there only been one person in this whole world filled with sin—
I would have gladly died there upon that Cross of Shame for him…
Pendragon
© 12/14/97
Seemed appropriate for the season!
A star shone above the place where I was born,
Leading strangers from afar to my home.
All the Scribes and the Priests read The Scrolls, now old and worn—
That told precisely the way The Messiah would come.
Why was it, do you suppose, that sinners eyes could see
The Revelation of A Savior, and the Scholars could not?
I was everything The Prophets had said that I would be—
But being blinded by their traditions they forgot.
Gazing down upon the throng in agony from upon the Cross,
I could only see my Children gone astray.
I cried: “Father, forgive them!” I was glad to pay the cost,
For I had came to be the Truth, the Light, the Way…
But had there only been one person in this whole world filled with sin—
I would have gladly died there upon that Cross of Shame for him…
Pendragon
© 12/14/97
Seemed appropriate for the season!