Jesus Suffered More

Another beautiful poem, written by Kathy, 

but the words are always given to her by God.

This one I find most appropriate during this Easter weekend.

“Jesus Suffered More” 

Having suffered endless pain

I lived the story well

But my Jesus suffered more

As He descended into hell. 

Oh, death has surely grieved me

Left me searching, broken, bare

But my Jesus suffered more

Through all of it he was there.

 

I have committed the vilest sin

Even forgot that God existed

But my Jesus suffered more

When on the cross He persisted. 

There have been spiritual battles

And far too many I have lost

But my Jesus suffered more

He paid the horrific cost. 

Lovers came and misled me

Filled a lonely heart with desire

But my Jesus suffered more

Proved all of them the liar. 

 

My body has been brutalized

I am sickened to the core

But my Jesus suffered more

Only God could survive, endure. 

I have truly been forsaken

Not deserving in His sight

But my Jesus suffered more

He was crucified that night. 

I have cried until exhausted

Could not stand upon my feet

But my Jesus suffered more

Then made my soul complete. 

No tears, no sorrow, no crying

I will fall on bended knee

My Jesus suffered, suffered more

To give peace and life to me. 

His life brings everlasting joy

As I walk through Heaven’s door

The truth of all my sorrow speaks

That my Jesus suffered more. 

Kathleen Higham