HUMILIATION

Who
is this who mocks, Who is this who scorns,
Who is this who makes for me, A crown of prickly thorns ?

Who
is this who whips, Who is this who flays,
Who is this who bruises me, Until I'm in a daze ?

Who
is this who injures me, With nails through my hands,
Who with spike impales my feet, While no-one understands ?

Who
is this who wounds me, With barbs around my head,
Who is this who makes me bleed, And suffer 'til I'm dead ?

Who
has worn this crown, Who has known its pain,
Who has died like Jesus when, He took away our shame ?

Tell
whoever mocks, Tell whoever scorns,
Tell these I forgive them all, beneath my crown of thorns.

Everyone
who wounds me, And messes with my head,

Everyone
who makes me bleed, I bless them back instead.

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By

Michael Coldham - Fussell

27th July 2005