My hands were filled, heavy with my weakness & his hands were empty yet pierced with strength.
I learned that love was not only in the words but it was shown in great length.
Humans say 3 words and it can captivate, but he said three words it did liberate.
My God.
You don't come wearing cape but bearing a cross.
You, being both Human and hero.
Tell me, how did it feel giving up your deity to take on humanity?
A king reigning over kingdoms and you still chose to reign over my heart.
Holding me at ransom, my soul or your life.
And history shows the rest.
I was the worst of God's creation and you were the best.
I was your kyrptonite.
That weakness only your enemy knew.
But how reckless is this love that you would save me in my sin.
When have you ever heard of the hero dying for the villain?
His crucifixion displayed he was a man, but it was his resurrection that resounded he was the Lamb.
Blood stained, body slain, despising the shame.
Corner stone, Mocked Throne and the Seed Sown.