I came upon this day of days,
To hear the judgement trial;
And, smiling, joyfully I watched
Thy final, weary mile.
I called his name instead of Thine
When Pilate asked my notion,
And there I on my mount of pride
Set God's own plan in motion.
I watched them as they nailed Thy hands
Upon the deadly tree;
And, Jesus, here I laughed at Thee
As Thou died for me.
And while I laughed at Thy pain,
I should have seen Thee pleading;
For my soul still Thou begged of me,
E'en as Thee stood there bleeding.
And when at times I found me lost,
I found my heart was broken;
"Oh, God, Thou could not lovest me--"
I ignored love's deepest tokens.
And finally when Thou took me home,
And here I found my rest;
Thee took my hand in Thine own
And, shamed, I was blessed.
You led me to the Throne of God:
"Here, child, take thy place."
And as He placed on me the crown,
My own tears marked my face.
09.24.17
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