The beauty of Jesus

The beauty of Jesus
The sandals that He wore
torn and tattered and dirty
did not change the appearance
of the the holy feet and their beauty.
 
The crown of thorns He wore
stabbing Him in the head
sharp and painful
but still onward He tread.
 
The cross that He carried
so heavy and so tall
falling on Him with each step
but He did not stall.
 
That's what I see when I think
of what Jesus did for me
He didn't hesitate to carry on
so we could have the victory.
 
How beautiful it must have been
to see Him give His life
for a people who didn't deserve it
yet He still did what was right.
 
When I think about the Lord
I remember that should have been me
hanging on a cross  
for my sins and for the whole world to see.
 
So thank you Jesus
for carrying me along
when times are too tough
and I'm not that strong.

~Pamela Jean Scott ~

[ by: Pamela Jean Scott Copyright © 2007 (toothdancer@yahoo.com) -- from Pamela Jean Scott ]