I have felt alone, forgotten, neglected,

But you were there.

I have had heartache, loss and death,

But you never left me.

You have carried me all the while.
I am worn, tired and beaten 

As were you.

I have bruises, scars and marks,

So do you.

My hurt does not compare.

To know your darkest hours,

I cannot.

To feel your lonely despair,

I have not.

You have endured far greater pain than I will ever face.
Your death was ugly, unjust and undeserving,

As am I.

The eternal life is precious, priceless and perfect,

As are you.

Today I thank you for the ugliest, most precious gift…..

My salvation.