THE SON OF MAN
At pains to accept the plan, Is really possible he can. To bear the pain God grants, He agonizes in the garden.
Feeling the pain of scourging, more of the pain encroaching. With the superiors coaching, soldiers perform without couching, Son of Man comforted by a pillar.
Son of Man of all the crown, fitted instead of golden crown. This time with thorns brown, feeling the pain deep down, Jesus crowned with the thorns.
sins of man heavy on shoulder, no one can carry such a boulder. Simon offers his shoulder, mom looking heart colder, feeling pain as she wonders.
Son of man on the Cross, even the sun eyes close. with the mom standing close, seeing the son eyes close, Jesus dies on the cross.