I watched the world’s only perfect Man being marked, scorned, and beaten.
I watched Him as by that brutal whip, He was being eaten.
The pain behind His eyes I noticed to be,
Coming from His tortured soul, not outward agony.
As He was whipped, the crowd screamed out,
“It’s not enough, let Barabas out!”
He knew He had to die, it was the only way,
But just imagine how He felt when the Father turned his face away!
The picture of suffering, grief, and pain,
But still saw love, all the same.
Some may say it’s a brutal story,
But it’s really mankind’s return to God’s love and glory.