Love s Heaviest Burden

He spoke of sorrow, pain, and loss,
Of coming darkness, bearing the cross.
'They'll mock and scourge, they'll nail Me there,
But third day's dawn, a world to share!'
He knew the end, the victory bright,
A light beyond the darkest night.

But whispers rise, a troubled plea,
'He was God, eternally free!
His suffering brief, His knowledge sure,
While we endure, without a cure.
He knew the rising, felt the grace,
We only face the empty space.'

Oh, the weight of knowing, a heavier chain,
Than any crown of thorns, or piercing pain.
To hold the future, in wounded hand,
And still embrace this broken land.
It wasn't ignorance that made it true,
But love for me, and love for you.

Imagine knowing, the price to pay,
Each nail, each taunt, of every day.
To feel the Father's turning face,
To bear the sins of all the race.
To taste the dark forsaken deep,
While holding secrets you must keep.

We suffer blindly, lost in the fray,
He saw the cost, and chose the way.
His pain wasn't lessened, by prophetic sight,
But magnified by purest light.
His suffering wasn't about how 'long' it lasted,
But about how he truly felt.

The promise given, He wouldn't stay,
But raise us with Him, to a brighter day.
He knew the end, a moment to embrace.
And was the love that filled the space.

Oh, the weight of knowing, a heavier chain,
Than any crown of thorns, or piercing pain.
To hold the future, in wounded hand,
And still embrace this broken land.
It wasn't ignorance that made it true,
But love for me, and love for you.

So lift your eyes, and see the dawn,
The battle's won, the victory born!
He bore the weight, He paid the price,
In His resurrection, we rise.

It wasn't ignorance that made it true,
But love for me, and love for you.

So lift your eyes, and see the dawn,
The battle's won, the victory born!
He bore the weight, He paid the price,
In His resurrection, we rise.

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