A Pilgrim Journey – Crown of Thorns

Crown of Thorns

I see a crown of thorns
The blood runs down Your face
I behold a body torn
Yet I run from Your embrace

My hands, they long to take you down
And bathe Your hands, and feet, and side
Swamped in my own fears, I sink and drown
Submerged in my own pride

Yes, stubbornly, I keep my eyes
Averted from Your pain
But no memory can e’er erase
Those tears that fell like rain

Teach me, my Lord, I ask, I pray
To love the pain I see
For I know why I run away
I see Your pain in me

(c) Clare M Ashton, 1999

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