SCENE AT GOLGOTHA
His eyes were a fountain of sorrow
Bent on His mother below Him in blue.
His voice, so compassionate, pleading, spoke,
"Father forgive them; they know not what they do."
And I wept from the depths of my heathen soul,
For I knew Him to be Christ, the Lord.
And I prayed that someday he'd forgive my misdeed,
For 'twas I pierced His side with my sword.
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