Sunday, May 31, 2009

"The Suffering Prince"

Picture yourself tied to a tree,
Condemned of the sins of eternity.
Then picture a spear, parting the air,
Seeking your heart to cut your despair.
Suddenly—a knight, in armor of white,
Stands in the gap betwixt you and its flight,
And shedding his ‘armor of God’ for you—
Bears the lance that runs him through.
His heart has been pierced that yours may beat,
And the blood of his corpse washes your feet.
Picture yourself in raiment white,
Cleansed by the blood of the lifeless knight.
Never to mourn,the prince who was downed,
For he is not lost! It is you who are found.
--Johnny Hart