Asseenfromthecross-vi Beat me Humiliate me Scourge my flesh Curse and despise me Pour my blood in the thirsty dirt Strip me bare Lay me low Wood on my shoulders Rough hands on my arms Dry air in my mouth The cool iron point Hot blood in my palm Lift me up for all to see Point and shout at me Shake your heads and mock Every limb in anguish Agony in every breath My pounding heart Fills my chest And I love you Passion floods my breast And binds me to this tree I’ll hang and die In love for you My life for yours Behold! It is finished Now, my son Go and do likewise]]>

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