He Did Long For The Presence Of His Father Poem by Gert Strydom

The crushing mob
did push closer and closer to Him
before He could go back to His Father
and they wanted to see an innocent good man suffering,

wanted to feel His blood on their fingers
when they roared: “crucify Him! ”

And Pontius Pilate did try to wash off his own guilt
and their abomination from his hands
when suddenly the sun did go cold
and darkness did come to the earth

when the creator God did hang on a cross,
did long for the presence of His Father

and did carry the sin of all humanity
and the populace did wait on a wondrous sign to happen
while the curtain in the temple did tear right down
and God Himself did die as a mere sinner.