Jesus Had a Lot on His Plate
Jesus had a lot on His plate
On His way to Calvary's Cross
Three years with His disciples
Had they counted all the cost
Peter would deny Him,
Judas would betray
Before Pilate, Herod, and the others
He stood fast in His Stay
He knew what lay before Him
The mocking crowd and shame
The crown of thorns upon His head
The blaspheming of His name
His robe was taken from Him
Not His robe of Righteousness
Then before the world, Behold Him!
The Son of God no less!
His wrath He could have poured out
And leveled man therein
But No! He held back Judgment's Hour
Pouring out Himself for sin
Naught of sin which He had done
None could convict Him so
But for the sins, of this whole world
Because He loved us so
But in our Lord God Almighty
Law and Grace did meet
Making a way for you and I
To come to the Mercy Seat
For the joy that was set before Him
He endured that rugged cross
And with eyes that were full of compassion
He looked out upon the lost
How easily we are slighted
Over such a simple offence
But Jesus Christ, He endured
What endearing benevolence
So He bids us likewise
Take up your cross and follow Me
Give the world a taste of the Son
In tasting they shall be free!
Copyright March 9,2013,12: 37 p.m
Gary James Smith
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