intercessor

You said “goodbye”,

To your home in the sky.

You left it all,

To come here and die.

You left all your worth,

You came here to earth.

You came so humbly,

You came here through birth.

You came to this place,

To live in our dirt.

You came face to face,

To be broken and hurt.

These things that you choose,

You came to be bruised.

You came to feel things,

Things like abuse.

You felt things like me,

You felt things like grief.

You felt things like tears,

You’ve done things like weep.

You felt things like pain,

Like all of our shame.

You knew this would happen,

Yet still you came.

From your place of holiness,

You came to feel loneliness.

Instead of the glory,

You chose to be lowliest.

You felt things like hunger,

You did things like suffer.

You felt what we felt,

And the pressure we’re under.

You’ve been betrayed,

When nobody stayed.

Even your father,

Turned his face away.

These things we now share,

They show us your heart.

We see how you care,

When we see your scars.

We shared things with you,

Like our point of view.

Like oppression and brokenness,

But you share with us too.

You share things like grace,

Like mercy and faith.

You share things like healing,

Honor and strength.

Now you’re back on your throne,

You still share your healing.

You groan when we groan,

You still share your feeling.

No one is like you,

Not one can come close.

You’ve proven just how,

You’ve loved us the most.