Bonnie Manion Poem The Passion of Our Creator

                Foretold by Isaiah,
                                meek Victim led to slaughter,
                You suffered for love
                                of the will of the Father;
                Betrayed for silver,
                                with lies put on trial,
                Assaulted with treachery,
                                mockery and denial,
                You, the Creator-Savior,
                                died reviled by Your creatures!

                Arrested by temple priests
                                plotting to kill their Messiah,
                Bullied by seditious crowds
                                and conscripted soldiers alike,
                Queried by the Governor--
                                foreign appointee, an agnostic,
                Bloodied by his cruel game
                                of sating both jealous leaders and sadistic mercenaries,
                You, their Creator-Savior,
                                died reviled by Your creatures!

                Foretold by Isaiah,
                                meek Victim led to slaughter,
                You healed many wounded
                                by Your stripes, Your painful dying;
                Placed in a borrowed grave,
                                in three days more was rising;
                Seen by saints along the road, at the shore,
                                in upper room beyond locked door,
                You, our Creator-Savior,
                                died reviled by Your creatures!

first published in Penned From The Heart

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