Did You ever choke
With sorrow and grief?
My heart of hearts is broke.
My pain knew no relief.
Like a hangman’s noose,
I open my mouth, but I am mute.
My voice is crushed with grief
And searing pains beyond belief.
My side pains from crying.
My bowels cramp from trying
To catch a breath
While I shudder and sob to death.
Were You ever alone
While You did atone?
Did the Holy Spirit ever leave,
Allowing you to grieve?
How can You know
My agony here below?
You always see the future!
Were you ever without nuture?
All I pray for is one drop
Of relief, one ray of hope.
Why have You forsaken me
While you hung on the tree?
You should be more powerful
Than to die for me.
“But oh, my daughter wonderful.
I rose from the dead for thee.”
Back to the Father I must go
That the Spirit might come here below
To fill thy soul
with love, to overflow.
Roger James Simpson
Palm Sunday April 2, 2023