XI
Jesus Is Nailed to the Cross
Your dimming consciousness is jolted by new pain.
It takes a lot to kill a man!
There's very little freedom left You now, Lord.
Yet, fixed upon that cross,
Unable to move,
Scarcely able to think,
You are saving the world.
My present situation is my cross.
Lord, I, too, am nailed securely.
I cannot move,
I feel so terribly hemmed in.
Paul says that You "endured" the cross,
but I don't want just to endure.
Lord, help me to learn about freedom.