Did my Jesus first cry out
When they pierced His palm
Or was it when they crowned His brow with thorns
That His heart burst beyond internal mourning

Did He first cry out
When that soldier lunged into all tomorrows
Splitting the universe wide
By piercing Jesus' side with a rusty spear

Did my Jesus first cry out
As His eye fell upon His mother
In her devastation beyond grief’s capacity
Was it then that He released that first sorrow-filled gasp
Which echoes still througout eternity

Or did My Lord first cry out
When He felt the full weight
of our sinful world
Contained in the Cross of Calvary

Let it not be, Lord
That you first cried out for me
When you, at the dawn of creation
Learned of my iniquity
Toward my brother, sister, or for any child
My failure to care
Let it not be, Lord
For love I refused to give or share
 

May my life lay on the side
Where the balance helped make it right
The side where your Father
With all His might
Decided, even as they pierced your palm,
That your life
Was the only sufficient price
For mankind