Why
Why are You loving, why do You care?
Why did You die, my sins to bear?
What was Your motive, my case to heed?
Why are You pleading Your life for me?
Why are You taking my place in court?
Taking my punishment, cutting Your life short.
Why are You serving my sentence of life.
All I have shown You has been hatred and strife.
I am undeserving of Your sympathy and pity.
And yet, because You gave your life, I can now enter Your Holy City.
~2018© Stephanie Blomquist
