Bloody drippings, a rich red,
from thorns about your head.
Bloody, deep stripes,
from heavy-handed brutes waling in delight.
Bloody eyes, swollen and black,
from fists clenched in belittling attack.
Bloody holes, hands and feet,
from wicked hammer blows indiscreet.
Bloody side, gashed and ripped open,
from a spear thrust but in token.
Bloody, and forsaken,
while the world’s sin upon you was taken.
…
Though mocked, and laughed to scorn,
by a crowd but by you reborn,
you drank our cup of pain,
that heaven might be vicariously gained.
Thank you great savior God…