This Sweet Death

By Marie-Marthe Samuels

Painfully sweet 

A Core filled with delight 

Death 

With my hands pierced to Your will 

I offer You my spirit 

With Contentment

Elevated

Accusations above my head

Finally, Decapitated 

A sweet death

Sharing in Your sufferings 

From my death to Your glorification

From Your Glorification to my resurrection

Yes 

Forgive them Lord

For they know not what they do

But Rather 

Pierce their hearts 

With conviction

Break their bones

With Your love 

Suffocate them

With the beauty of Forgiveness 

That they may Run

Run this race that I'm running

Offering hope to those falling

Stirring hearts with Your coming

Wow

Weaker than I've ever been

My sins Gushing out like blood

Due to my suffering

Yes

This is Violently and Furiously GOOD!

Every Strike I recieve with Gladness

For the Joy of looking more like You

This pain is so Great

It's sweet taste overwhelms me

Never have I experienced such pleasure

Still waiting for the sky to darken

Still waiting for Your glory to be revealed

But until Then

I’ll hang

Yes

I’ll hang Lord 

Imitating You 

Until my last breath.