Then Jesus came out, wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. And Pilate said to them, “Behold the Man!” John 19:5
He hung each star and planet — now hangs on splintered wood
He washed the feet of others — now His are bathed in blood
He called Himself, Good Shepherd — this sacrificial Lamb
Behold, this Jewish drifter — was Israel’s great I AM
Condemned to die, yet blameless — convicted on a whim
He cured the blind with spittle — but now they spit on Him
Was called a friend of sinners — on either side, a thief
Behold, the Man of Sorrows — acquainted with much grief
The One who healed so many — can’t move His hands or feet
He offered life eternal — but dies now in the heat
The Son of God Almighty — though He was virgin-born
Behold, the Rose of Sharon — now wears a crown of thorns