HIS SHOULDERS

As for His shoulders, what burdens have they borne?

Toward Golgotha He walked a bitter road:

The cross He carried, a rough and evil load;

Since I was sinful and lost and wont to rove

The Lord descended and took the Shepherd's role,

Coming to seek me and gently bear me home;

A Man in glory He wears the priestly robe,

Its shoulder-pieces a pair of onyx-stones

On which are written, in order, all His own

Sustained by Jesus, the Priest upon a throne;

While in my pathway the Man whom I adore

Is not ashamed to share with me His yoke.