And something
Was said
And down
To my
Knees I
Went crying
A hand
Came down
And lifted
My chin
Wiped away
Tears with
Soft fingers
Knelt with
Me and
Whispered come
Home come
Now this
World isn’t
Yours anymore
And so
I went
To heaven
And something
Was said
And down
To my
Knees I
Went crying
A hand
Came down
And lifted
My chin
Wiped away
Tears with
Soft fingers
Knelt with
Me and
Whispered come
Home come
Now this
World isn’t
Yours anymore
And so
I went
To heaven
And sometimes
We hear
A plea
And stop
What we’re
Doing and
Listen seek
Discover distress
We choose
Then whether
Or not
To provide
Comfort and
If so
We are
Indeed created
In His
Only image
Once on
A journey
I ventured
Into Hell
A black
Place filled
With tormented
Souls writhing
In anguish
Screaming for
Salvation and
Not one
Single cry
Was heard
Be thankful
To hear
The voices
Of sorrow
For neither
You nor
They are
There
And there
He pleaded
And his
Tormentors with
Their power
Continued to
Flog and flail
Him and
At their
Hand he
Died have
We not
Yet discovered
The fragility
Of life
And why
Oh why
Must the
Lowly be
Trodden upon
Christ died
For us
Isn’t that
Yet enough
And I
Spied upon
My palm
A remnant
Of you
A bit
I’d forgotten
And when
Thought about
Brought such
Energy that
I forgot
About me
And remembered
You