Spear in Your Side
by: St Mark Youth
Every time. Every time…
I tend to ignore your wounds, your sores.
I pick the spear, yet I’ve been there before.
I hide from your face as I run to my shame
Yet the next day your goodness I always proclaim
Bowing down I utter your name
Praying that kindly You’ll forget my blame
You are good
You are merciful
You are kind
Yet as I momentarily forget these gifts
The truth of Your crucifixion I must reminisce
The spear that pierced your innocent side
Is the spear that I push further with my pride
I am Pilate
I am the soldier
I am a sinner
Teach me Lord to put down the spear
Teach me Lord to live in your fear
As I gaze O Lord at thy Passion
Allow me to act in Christian fashion
Put down the spear
Live in His fear
He will hold you dear
And make your conscience clear