17 Mar Golgotha Gazed (The Procession to Calvary)
Once, He had stumbled bound for Calvary,
Alone, until His mother swaddled Him tight;
O Mother, weep for them and not for Me,
He asked before He drifted from her sight.
Twice, He had stumbled yet to see the gate,
Compelled Simon to meet with cross to bear;
He saw his God in trials ladened weight
Along the labored walk of life He shared.
Thrice, He had stumbled placing bleary strides
Upon the stones refusing now to shout;
Golgotha gazed with empty pits besides,
To grieve Him sunken things, to lead Him out.
Fatigued, His chafing wounds, the wood in tow —
And still unfolded such a ways to go.