I have suffered very much
So many things as such
As hurts to the very touch.
The elders have rejected Me.
The disciples could not see
That My suffering was meant to be.
The people thought I'd be a King
And the crown they did bring.
When I refused, their hearts sting.
My disciples were so confused
And understood not, why I refused.
Even a crown, I wasn't amused.
Then I tried to show a way
That great suffering has its pay.
The Holy Spirit will teach some day.
The servant is not above His Master
Neither are disciples, above his Savior.
Think you'll escape suffering? Don't ever.
Rejoice, when they gave you bad name.
To a world, it is a great shame.
Still, be happy 'cause you'll get fame.
Jesus
Written in January 1982
