Passion of Christ Poem 23

Poem 23

Lord, I betrayed you for thirty Shekels

That was the mere price we gave

Lord, I kissed You to sell You to the Jews

You asked me, "Do you betray me with a kiss?"

Lord, We put a crown on Your head of thorns

Lord, we pressed it harshly on Your head

The blood was oozing out over Your face

None was there to console you

Lord, We bound You on a pillar and scourged You

But, You never shed tears with pain

The flesh of Your body was torn apart

The bones can be seen through the holes in Your body

You were beaten and crushed for our sins

And You never opened your mouth

Now I trembled and feared as you suffered

Lord, I repent for my sins with flowing tears

Lord, We mocked You, by speaking evil words

But, You did not utter a word against us

Lord, We spat on Your face willingly

But, You gave a smile towards us

Ours were the sufferings You were bearing,

Ours were sorrows You were carrying,

But we thought of You, as someone being punished

And struck with affliction by God

The punishment reconciling us fell on You

And we have been healed by Your bruises,

We had all gone astray like sheep, each taking his own way,

The Father in Heaven poured out His wrath for our rebellion upon You

Like a lamb led to the slaughter-house,

Like a sheep dumb before its shearers

You never opened Your mouth.

Forcibly, after sentence, he was taken

We put the Cross on Your shoulder

You had no strength to carry the burden of the Cross

The heaviest burden of all was our sins, You were carrying

By falling and rising, You carried the Cross to Calvary

At last we pierced Your holy hands with cruel nails

The pain was so extreme and agonizing

Then we pierced your sacred feet with nails 

Lord, I could feel Your pain and it was horrible

Although, You had done no violence,

You spoke no deceit or complaint

It was Yahweh’s good pleasure to crush You with pain;

But You bear all suffering patiently

Lord, You carried our sickness and diseases

Lord, You offer Your Body as our Divine Food

And You offer Your  Blood for us as our Divine Drink

Lord, Your mercy lead us to eternity

While You were hanging on the Cross You saved the contrite criminal

He repented and asked You the favor to remember him

Lord, You offered him Paradise before he died on the cross

Oh, merciful Lord, remember me in Your Kingdom

From the Cross You told Your Mother "this is your son"

Then You told John "this is Your Mother"

Lord, give me Your Mother to embrace her

Bless me Lord, to accept her in my home

Lord, You cried out from the Cross

Eloi, Eloi, Lama Sabachthani

"My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?"

Then You made a loud cry and took the last breath

We all were watching and wailing

The veil of the sanctuary was torn into two

The four other women, Your beloved near You

Watching and crying, carrying the pain in their heart

Which of Your contemporaries were concerned about this?

You have been cut off from the land of the living

You have been struck dead for Your people’s rebellion.

You were given a grave with the wicked

Lord we thank You and praise You for Your everlasting love

May we glorify You and bless till the end of our life.

MPI - CG