All he gave, for us,
heavenly living, for a manger bed,
angels at his beck and call
for sheep, for the lowing cows
Servanthood, temptation,
the sweat of his brow
A yoke of sacrifice,
a path to death
Punished and scourged
for nothing he had done
taking the lashes, the thorns,
the cross we could not bear
November 16, 2008
based on comments to earlier poem,
“A Loving Servant”, posted to
FaithWriters
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