He Wept For You and Me
In chains, did he complain —
this man of sorrows?
He wore his stripes well.
Freedom for all! Freedom for all!
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
Encircled by snarling beasts —
they mock and strike
like venomous serpents.
Can you hear the cruel heartbeat
of angels who weep?
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
How vulgar our tongues!
They rage feeling sorry for themselves.
But, look in his loving eyes —
what do you see?
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
Did he stand before saints?
Did they seek the truth?
Every last one was out for himself.
But this man looked to release,
to relinquish the chains even of kings.
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
He sees the one in terror, the lonely,
the poor, the sick and lame. He showed
us who can heal all infirmity.
Surprise your dim eyes — lift them up
to the light.
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
If he returns today, how will he find you, my friend?
Will you bare your teeth or crumble at his feet.
Are you about cursings or blessings?
How do you feel about life and death?
Looking into his eyes, would you dare
to compromise?
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
Saints are former sinners, under his righteousness not wrath,
wrapped up in a robe of glory, under his glorious wings.
Saints “one another” as in:
love one another,
forgive one another,
do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
Are you caught in a snare of your own making?
Do you judge and stare at the others made in God’s image,
same as you?
Look into his soulful eyes! See the Spirit’s wings!
Follow the cross, the bleeding tree.
This holy man, he wept for you and me.
Kim Rodrigues © 7/5/2018
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