Why did He die

hanging there against the sky?

The evil witness stood and lied,

Peter swore, and trice denied.

Why did Jesus die?

Why was He torn

for crimes He never once had worn?

The crush and pierce of razor thorns

He bore amid the sins and scorns.

Why was Jesus torn?

Why nail those hands

That touched the blind, made cripples stand?

Righted wrongs throughout the land,

helped the simple understand.

Why nail those hands?

Why did He die—

thirsting there against the sky

for sinners, sellouts, traitors high,

the simple ones, and those who lie.

Why…did He die?

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