NAILED

The Hands that ache to
Reach and sooth and heal
The sore

These Hands are nailed
Held back

The feet obliged to
To bear forgiveness
For the hurt

These feet are nailed
Held back

With Christ I hang
Upon the Cross

And we are powerless
Now

The only freedom lies
In death descending

To the depths of hell
Still held

With nothing
To be done

But wait
Until the dawn

Of Grace