Jesus, Forgive Me Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

Jesus, Forgive Me



I feel the weight of my sins
behind the whizzing sound
of the whip wrapping around
the bloodied bare back,

I feel the weight of my sins
upon the hands that pressed
the crown of thorns down
the blood-soaked head,

I feel the weight of my sins
upon the rough-hewn wood
that mercilessly sank in
and abraded the shoulder,

I feel the weight of my sins
upon the heavy hammer
that drove the sharp nails
that cut through the flesh,

I feel the weight of my sin
on the shadow of death
that weighed down heavily
the badly beaten body,

I feel the weight of my sin
behind the thrust of the lance
that pierced the heaving side,
forced the giving up of the soul,

I feel the weight of my sin
along the lost mankind
for whom the ultimate sacrifice
was willingly offered.

May Jesus forgive me!

© FLQ March 14,2014

Saturday, April 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Ferdinand L Quintos

Ferdinand L Quintos

Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines
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