He knew that I would deny Him
Refuse to even acknowledge His name
Yet He loved and even embraced me
Though I held Him in contemptuous shame
When asked ‘do you know Jesus?’
I held my tongue, silent, in fear
Who would notice or care that I claimed Him
Though He named me as precious and dear
Now I question, I wonder, I fret
Why did I hold Him in such awful reproach?
Then He holds His scarred hands towards me
He bids me come near and approach
Oh the wonder of such love that embraces
Despite my refusal, my pride, and self interest
The Christ bids me, He even does beg me
Come close; lay my head on His breast
So even though I deny that I know Him
He will never deny whom He calls
He picks me up no matter how filthy
I am when I stumble and fall
Come unto me all you are burden and heavy laden
And I will give you rest
Take My load, I’ve done the hard work
I have already passed the test
Matthew 11:28
Isaiah 53:3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.