Why must love hurt so?

Hephzibah Poems

Why must love hurt so? All you came to do Was to save me. You saw all of my afflictions From up there, you seated On your throne of eternal glory. Beholding me, as a fragile one Your compassion, you bestowed. You couldn't leave me Alone in my groaning. I am your hand work, And so you thought of saving me. To redeem me unto you again, you came Yes, you came down here for my salvation Your compassion, you bestowed. For many days you lived with me, Dining and wining all years long. You told me of many a thing about Heavenly kingdom, where you came from You told me great things to come also, I was at peace knowing you I was full with love so deep. But then you told me you were leaving Going on a journey faraway. Going back home to where you came from, To prepare a place for me, you said. I had no idea what you meant, Until they came, oh, they took you away Away, right in front of me. I was deeply troubled by what I saw All because you love me, They wouldn't Let you go, it's a sin to love the condemned. Your pains from their whips, Oh, I heard it all with my own ears. Your sufferings did I witnessed, With my own very eyes. Still, you wouldn't give up on me You looked at me, all I saw was love But then, they screamed, As a man possessed "to the cross" Oh, why must love hurt so? All because of me, you went through A terrible ordeal. At the cross, your feet and hands They drove through with nails. On your head, a thorny crown they present. Mocked all day, you withstood it all All for me, for my complete salvation By your side a spear went through, your Blood and water rushing out like many rivers. To me you said, "it is finished" and lived No more, you lived no more. All I asked was "why must love hurt so?" Your body to the ground Your love to the grave Your whole to be gone, in desolation I remembered no word of you, how hopeless! Two days gone by, there's nothing of you Early third day morning, there's a rumor in town. All my doors been shut, that there's Nothing to life, but my neighbors won't Stop knocking, whispering about. I gave no attention, until I heard "HE AROSE" My bolt and nut, all swung lose I'm going to the cross, to see the grave. Your body I find not, nor your love in the mud Unto me, my life returns And my soul relieved. Seeing you face to face, now I know Why love hurt so.