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We were the whip, the jeers, the scourging,
the mocking of the soldiers
bringing shame, pain, humiliation
to the savior, captive to the state
The thorns in the crown, cutting into his brow
the nails piercing his hands, his feet
the splinters in the cross, adding pain
We were the taunts on the road to the skull,
the taunts, calls at the cross, to save himself
We were the disdain of the elders, their jealousy
we were the indifference of Pilate
the injustice of the crowd

March 23, 2008
Service of Tenebrae,
Maundy Thursday
Sanbornville United Methodist Church,
3/20/08, Pastor Ruth L. Foss

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