Lord,
Was their pain in your heart
as they told you, “Goodbye!”
They didn’t want your way
nor wrestle, with things you say.
Lord, did they hurt you
when they walked away?
And the women you helped
who followed their men,
turning their backs on ways
that restored dignity again.
Lord, did they hurt you
when they walked away?
The lawyers who taunted you
and tested you with trials
and Pharisees prodding and
employing their wiles
Lord, did they hurt you
‘cause they walked that way.
Lord,
When they spat and slapped
and scored you with whips
and pinned you to a tree,
priding on a punishment,
for a thirty silver fee,
as they walked away free.
That must have hurt
ground your guts
battered your brain
and shattered your spirit
yet blooded and broken
you spoke of
forgiveness
with
love.
O Lord, do we hurt you
when we walk away?