The Lord has allowed me to write a number of poems and songs over the years.  This one started coming during our Good Friday cantata, 2008 as we reflected on His work on the cross.

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What hast Thou done, Almighty God,
What grief hast caused Thy Son?
What stripes hast laid upon His back,
That spotless, holy One?

We look, oh God at what Thy hands
Have set before us now;
We gaze in pain and disbelief
At lines upon His brow.

It tells us all we need to know,
That look upon His face.
It speaks of sorrow, angst, and Hell;
It speaks of love and grace.

But soon the grave doth yield to life
And victory doth shine through.
We see in this the wisdom pure
Which graces all You do.

We darkly now can see the price –
The awful cross He bore;
Our hearts we low in worship bow
And at His feet adore.

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