To watch the Crucifixion

You put on your coat and you go down the stairs
Open the door but there's nobody there
Voices call clear 'cross the cold city air
Merry Christmas

I wonder if Jesus is happy right now
They say it's His birthday today
And candles are burning all over the world
And Calvary's so far away

Judas, I stand by the tree on which you hang
Why did you do it? You promised to take me out tonight
To watch the Crucifixion

Judas, I hope I don't have to cut the rope
You tied it like the necktie you would have worn tonight
As we watched the Crucifixion

Judas, my friend, you were so like other men
The difference was you struck a God, so I'll go
To watch the Crucifixion alone, so alone

The people chanted words I couldn't hear
The voice was indistinct but the meaning was clear
Now I don't know why there's a strange kind of sky
Will someone please explain?
It looks so bare but I feel the air
Just doesn't seem right for rain

I go from the scene, the words of despair
"Crucify Him" ring in my ears
And Judas, my friend, we're approaching the end
Explain my unreasoning tears

I wonder if Jesus is happy right now
They say it's His birthday today
And candles are burning all over the world
And Calvary's so far away

x     x
(•><•)
~

What is it now
That does transpire?

What power
Moves these human forms ?

What UGLINESS !     ?



I see it
I absorb it
I ignore it
__

I BREATH
AND YOU LIVE

I SHALL GIVE TO YOU
ALL THAT YOU ASK FOR

AND ASK FROM YOU
ALL YOU CAN GIVE

••

The soft winds blowing
(Consciousness)

How I long to see you love each other

••

Our spirits
Cross the great divide

We meet

We greet each other
We are

Everyone alive

( we all say)

I BREATH
AND YOU LIVE

I SHALL GIVE TO YOU
ALL THAT YOU ASK FOR

AND ASK FROM YOU
ALL YOU CAN GIVE

The Great King Stands
Above the earth
As thunder rolls beneath
Tears of sorrow
Streams down His face
As His sacred Lamb
Calls out for Grace
My God, My God, Forsake me not!
In a moment of Silence
The King turns away
It cannot be complete
Unless for their sins YOU pay
And as the Son Cries out
It is finished!
Creation in silence held its breath
waiting, anticipating The act of The King
And as He reached down
Into our Realm
The Son wept and said
Eli, Eli! Lama, Sabachthani
And into the hand
Of the Great and Mighty King
His spirit and last breath flowed
And with it, sin forever slain.

The man hangs there alone
The two wooden crosses
On either side of him
Now stand barren
Void of their prisoners
Leaving one left
Humanity
On the cross
Of our deserved Fate

Crucifixion
Darbi Howe
Darbi Howe
Dec 14, 2012

I used to drive my nails into
Your skin, some type of sexual
Crucifixion
They say pain before pleasure
But I know that aches
Are often felt months later
When paradise has become
Past tense
Like the scars on your back
Fading

Crucifixion masturbation for the less advanced
Zack Long
Zack Long
Jul 25, 2013

Everything's fucked
Ain't just bad luck
That's brought us to this well
Where human weakness dwells
To drink with the devil is an honor unknown
As we watch the tales of the glories of Rome
Crucifixion masturbation for the less advanced

Jesus can not be oppressed by crucifixion
JVL NARASIMHA RAO
JVL NARASIMHA RAO
Dec 25, 2010

You can not become great by hurting the noble
Nor can you become strong by oppressing
The weak and the meek
My humility is not my weakness
Nor is your pride your strength
One can become great only by helping
The poor and the needy
And forgiving the faulty
And not finding fault with the mighty
Jesus can not be oppressed by crucifixion
His resurrection is the divine manifestation

Michael S Simpson
Michael S Simpson
Jan 10, 2011

Your anguished tears are falling
like the rain upon the ground.
No one here to catch them now--
No one even hears a sound.

You turn away from daylight
and you plunge into the night,
nobody will see you
as you gather up the spikes.

Drops of blood are falling,
mixed with tears upon your floor.
No one hears you cry out
"Oh my God, what is it for?"

The angels all are watching,
but they cannot do a thing.
You pinned them so securely,
then you tore away their wings.

Your screams are silent as a nightmare
to the gods that sleep so near.
Your friends know you've been dying
just to get away from here.

But now your feet are fastened,
your hands are nailed up too.
there's only one place left
to take that cross on you--

Your bloody tears are falling,
like the rain upon the ground.
Lightning tears the charcoal sky,
but still there is no sound.

Hooded figures dressed in black,
like vultures at the kill,
come to take you to your station,
'way up on that hill.

You cry, "This can't be happening!"
You hear your own voice answer,
"But it will."
"Yes it will."
"You know it will."

Written as a song, 1999.
Copyright 2010 by Michael S. Simpson. All rights reserved.
I want a crucifixion type love
Nolithando
Nolithando
7 days ago

My biggest prayer is to love her right
I want to…
Love her like Christ loved the church
Love her like her Father in Heaven
Loves Her Love her like the Holy Spirit loves her soul
And love her like she was created to be loved

But sometimes….
Sometimes my flesh tries to intimidate me with that kind of love
Its like my spirit cries out from the depths of this corrupted prison
With the voice of abel screaming that
I have not loved her to the extent Christ loves the church
I want a crucifixion type love

Everytime I hug her I want my arms to be spread out on the cross
And I want to die to my childish ways
Everytime I look into her eyes
I want a crown of thorns to be placed on my head and surrender my thought life to her honor
I want the walks we take in the park
To be nails driven into my feet so that they will lead her with the authority of Moses
I want a crucifixion type love

I want my side to be pierced every time we laugh together
so that ill always remember that she is my rib
Everytime I sleep and dream of her
I want my back to be beaten with a catonine tails
so that I’ll always carry her burdens for her
Everytime I’m not with her
I want to stand before pilate and stand true to my relationship with her
I want those who have seen me to have seen her in ME when we are apart
I want a crucifixion type love

I want a love that will cause dead men to rise
When people gaze on us, they want to know who is this Christ that we speak of
Everytime she falls I want to take her in my arms like my cross and carry her up to calvary
I want men to mock me for not wanting to be like them
For not wanting to squander my love on various women
But to have the passion to pour out my love onto one soul for all of eternity
I want a crucifixion type love

I want a love that was predestined before eternity
I want a love that was birthed in my mother’s womb
I want a love that is willing to give up this world for her
I want a love that is immaculate
I want a love that makes the angel’s wish they were in our shoes
I want a love that will make me pray to God and say
Who am I that YOU are mindful of me to bless me with her
I want a crucifixion type love

I want a love that bleeds purity
I want a love that people will lie on us just to see us split apart
I want a love that will make me run away to a far village,
build a mansion for you with my bare hands
and send you love letters every day reminding you of me
letters that you can keep in a book and spend time reading them every day
I want a love that will make my spirit pray for you
I want a love that will make me walk on water
in the middle of the most dangerous storm for you
I want a crucifixion type love

I want a love that my friends will betray me because of my affection for you
I want a love that after we’re gone,
that for centuries to come men will aim to follow in our legacy
Everytime I rise in the morning
I want it to be my cross being raised upright for you
To stand on the hill of my life and portray a beautiful sacrifice
I want to be placed into the tomb of your heart
The Tomb that your mother and father built
I want a love that will rise with all power over adversity
I want a love that people will flock to see if it is real
I want a crucifixion type love

I want a love that shows my yearning for you
I want a love that even when we argue,
I still have a burning passion & desire to be with you
I want a love that heals
The kind of love that covers the wounds that were dug deep by the knives of infidelity and insecurity
I want a love that makes God get up and dance around his throne every time he sets his eyes on us
I want a crucifixion type love

So with all of that said
Lord, give me the strength to love her like you love me
Like the way you didn’t consider being equal with the Father a thing to be grasped
But you came and gave up your throne for the filth of this world
And in love, you served In the same way
Let me serve her unconditionally infinitely
Let me MAN UP
And quit wasting time playing games
and pursue her like you pursue your church
Because you have chosen me to be entrusted with her heart
So let me cherish it like a jeweler cherishes a diamond
Let me examine it and find out every minute detail about her worth

I want to love her
like Abraham loved Sarah
Like Isaac loved Rebecca
Like Jacob loved Rachel
Like Boaz loved Ruth
Like Solomon loved his Queen
I want a crucifixion type love

So into your hands I commit this relationship
Because I want to love her like you Love your church

I

WANT

a

Crucifixion

type

love

A fell in love with this Brent Rice piece the moment I heard it.
One Crucifixion is recorded—only—
Emily Dickinson

553

One Crucifixion is recorded—only—
How many be
Is not affirmed of Mathematics—
Or History—

One Calvary—exhibited to Stranger—
As many be
As persons—or Peninsulas—
Gethsemane—

Is but a Province—in the Being’s Centre—
Judea—
For Journey—or Crusade’s Achieving—
Too near—

Our Lord—indeed—made Compound Witness—
And yet—
There’s newer—nearer Crucifixion
Than That—

 
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