Selected Poems

by Frederick George Scott




Lord, must I bear the whole of it, or none?
‘Even as I was crucified, My son.’

Will it suffice if I the thorn-crown wear?
‘To take the scourge My shoulders were made bare.’

My hands, O Lord, must I be pierced in both?
‘Twain gave I to the hammer, nothing loth.’

But surely, Lord, my feet need not be nailed?
‘Had Mine not been, then love had not prevailed.’

What need I more, O Lord, to fill my part?
‘Only the spear-point in thy broken heart.’ [Page 62]