...crucify him, CRUCIFY HIM!!

Bone-tipped lash that laid into spines of cattle

Cuts deep into the flesh of the man.

As men of rank and repute

Crown Him with a shoot of thorns

Soldiers bedeck Him in royal jester purple

All the while mocking Him up the hill
So they can crucify him.

Wood of a tree that once sheltered a songbird

Splinters raw flesh of the Man of Sorrows

Soldiers sneer casting lots for His robe

The mockers quip, "He saved others...he cannot

even save himself...har har, chuckle chuckle"
They crucify Him.

Nails that held together shelter for downtrodden

Tear hands and feet and grind against bone.

Soldiers make faces and drink their vinegar wine

The plebians look on with scorn at a naked man

Mary stands hopelessly, her heart is pierced
Crucifying

The spear that conquered foriegn adversaries

Exposes the viscera of Jesus, water and blood

Drains down to the soil of Jerusalem

Forever staining the ground and suffocating sin
Crucified Him

The ones that cried "Hosanna"

Because their king came to them days ago
Lowly and riding on a donkey
On a colt, the foal of a donkey

Now turned on Him like vipers 
"CRUCIFY HIM!!"

Same as the ones with their sinful behavior

At the First Baptist Church of Boyertown

Commiting their sins with a passe attitude

As if, through their sins they scream at Him too...

...crucify Him! CRUCIFY HIM!!!

...its only a small sin...an insignificant little    thing
nothing to lose sleep over...right?

Right?


**sigh**