How can I ever forget this sight?
The horror, the pain, the agony
This is all too much for me.
Dear God how can it be?
My first born Son
He has always been the *Special One*
He was always perfect in every way.
My beautiful son
Your "Only Begotten One".
This pain within my heart cries out.
How will I ever bear this loss?
My son, Your Only One upon a cross.
I knew my son had to die.
I knew this day had to come
But how can I bear to lose my son?
The perfect Son of God.
Can this be the only way,
Does He really have to die to take our sins away?
My God as before when I bore your Son
I put my trust in you
Now I do the same and know, I’ll somehow make it through.
*Father, forgive them for they know not what they do*
Those words I heard my Son say.
God give me the strength to say the same today.
As I watch my Son draw his last breath.
I pray I’ll see Him soon
He said he’d only be three days in that cold dark tomb.
The first day of the week has come at last.
Here comes Mary Magdalene and on her face such joy
Could she have good news about my precious boy?
She says that He has Risen.
Thank You God it did come true
He’s now not just my son but the world’s *RISEN SAVIOUR* too!
© Teresa S Mathews