I Did This For You

I carried the cross for you

Broken and bruised

Nails pierced into hands

Severing bone

My agony was real

The tears I cried

Cut the very depth

Of the soul

I did this for you.

They placed a crown of thorns

Bleeding and bloodied

They made me carry the cross

I did this for

Mankind’s sins

Became my burden.

I died a thousand deaths

For you.

My Mother Mary, and the other Mary

The one many mocked

And called whore

Stood there and watched me

Dying

The very breath leaving my body.

I did this for you.

They placed me in a borrowed tomb

The Son of man

Came into this world

In a stable.

And left in a tomb

Not his own,

Crucified and beaten