You were a man of suffering
acquainted with grief,
loved and despised in equal measure.
You understand humanity,
know our failings,
love us despite the people that we are.
When we, like Peter, deny you
by word or action,
When we, like Judas, are tempted
to follow a different path,
When we, like those in the crowd
allow you to be crucified,
Bring us to the foot of the Cross
to stand next to the one who,
looking into your eyes declared
Surely this is the Son of God…