The face of Jesus:
marred more than any man—
spit upon,
slapped,
thorn-pierced,
bloodied,
sweating,
the beard plucked
twisted in pain—
For my salvation.
A glorious face, now
Let its light shine on me, O Light of Life.
Let Your radiance fall on me, Sun and Savior,
Lighten my darkness.
Then grant me this by Your grace:
That I, in turn, may give
“The light of the knowledge of the glory of God”
(2 Cor. 4:6, KJV)
As I see it in the face of Jesus Christ.
**Excerpt originally published in A Lamp Unto My Feet, pg. 194-195.