You laugh, mock and scorn
At the tears of a heart so torn
You ask why give yourself
to such craziness and lifelessness,
amidst such bliss and pleasure.
You say come live life full in itself.
I start in wonder;
You’ve never known shame and disgrace
You’ve never felt the icy chills of loneliness
You haven’t known emptiness
nor the frustrations and hopelessness
Of slavery, bound by chains and shackles
You know not the pain of being forsaken
Nor the feel of guilty condemnation to death.
You lived a life perfect and free.
Sin and shame have nothing on you
The knowledge of the torment and nothingness ahead you lack;
To feel the joy and love divine
so shed by a savior, selfless and kind
descending from glory into the gory
Putting on the life
of a wretched and pathetic being awaiting death
Brokering the greatest exchange
A beautiful exchange indeed.
Giving everything for nothing
Trading his grace for disgrace
His fame for shame
His gain for pain
His liberty for captivity.
I cannot hold his peace,
joy and salvation with sealed lips,
folded arms, an apathetic heart
and blister less knees,
in the name of gentility and shamefacedness.
He regarded none when he hanged;
naked for none but me
striped for none but me
scorned for none but me
forsaken and rejected for none but me
bore a crown of thorns for none but me.
So I will shout till my voice is hoarse
Tell of this love I hold
About a savior who came not on a horse
to bring me into His fold.
This is the sound of freedom
The praise of a grateful heart
A heart won over by God.
By: Clement Quaye