Wednesday, 16 February 2011

As Wednesday is poetry day, here is a poem by an Anglican pastor....

......Just as a welcome to the Ordinariate members of the flock and as a forerunner to Lenten meditations:-


                      When Jesus Came to Birmingham

When Jesus came to Golgotha
they hanged him on a tree.
They drave great nails through
hands and feet,
And made a Calvary.
They crowned Him with a crown of thorns,
red were His wounds and deep.
For those were crude and cruel days,
And human flesh was cheap.

When Jesus came to Birmingham
they simply passed Him by.
They never hurt a hair of Him,
they only let Him die.
For men had grown more tender,
And they would not give Him pain,
they only just passed down the street
and left Him in the rain.

Still, Jesus cried,
“Forgive them for they know not what they do,”
and still it rained the wintry rain
that drenched Him through and through;
the crowds went home and left the streets
 without a soul to see,
and Jesus crouched against a wall
and cried for Calvary.

G A Studdert-Kennedy

1 comment:

  1. Thanks Richard, for sharing this beautiful poem. You have a great blog and I've added it to my blogroll. Keep up the good work.

    God Bless