Suffering love
Poured out for me,
Suffering love
On Calvary’s tree.
Born God’s Son
But as a man to die,
I did not comprehend
The reason why.
You came to do miracles
To share love and life,
The Holy One
The Father’s sacrifice.
Suffering love
Poured out for me,
Suffering love
On Calvary’s tree.
Betrayed and wounded
By those You loved,
The perfect, spotless
Innocent Dove.
Tried then tortured
By unjust men,
But You would do it
All over again.
Suffering love
Poured out for me,
Suffering love
On Calvary’s tree.
Mocked and crucified
Upon a cross,
For all humanity
And all who are lost.
The perfect Lamb
The Holy sacrifice,
For all my sins
You paid the price.
Suffering love
Poured out for me,
Suffering love
On Calvary’s tree.
Now You are risen
And intercede for me,
While living in Heaven
And eternity.
And You beckon and call
To Your beloved ones,
To find new life
In all You have done.
Suffering love
Poured out for me,
Suffering love
On Calvary’s tree.
(By: Melanie Boutiette, circa 4/23/2021. Written while physically suffering with illness, but also while pondering all that He suffered to redeem me.)