Sadist?
Amos Wilson (December 15,
2013)
“Rejoice, rejoice!
You’re sanctified!
For God on earth was
crucified!
He just breathed out his
final breath,
Rejoice, rejoice, and fear
not death!”
How can I rejoice at the
suffering of God?
Such joy seems like
Marquis de Sade’s.
Is this news joyous, yes
it is!
He took my shame,
He took my pain,
Great for my life,
but what for His?
Mine was the guilt,
yet He is dead.
My punishment fell
on His head.
Can I rejoice at his pain
and woe?
Shall I sing while his
life-blood flows?
No, not in pain, rejoice
at love,
For
that is what our
hope’s made of.
Not
only by blood were we forgiven,
Love
bore our shame,
And
willingly our pain,
So
God’s death for grace
was driven.
Thus
I rejoice. I’m sanctified!
For
love our Lord laid down and died.
And
for that truth I’ll
joyous be,
because
my Lord rejoiced for me.
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