Resurrection - A Poem

I think of the lashes He took for me

In all it was thirty-six plus three

Nailed both hand and feet

Catani tails ripped His meat

Crown of thorns placed on His head

His face covered in blood red

Despised and rejected by men

Aquatinted with grief

He could have called in a legion of Angels for relief

But He didn’t

Love made Him strong

Humility made Him pure

And death He was sure

They pierced His side and He heard all their laughs

They didn’t add up the cost, they didn’t do the math

because if they did, they would have known The one that sent the one that left the one

Equals three

The Holy Trinity

He brought redemption for you and me

they put Him in a grave

but death couldn’t behave

He laid there dreaming of you, you, you, and me

Love filled his veins and he got up in victory

He has all power in heaven and in earth

He walked the earth

with flesh and bone there was no blood,

because it was the cost for our wrong

now we have power over every situation

aren’t you thankful for the resurrection