Last Seven Sayings

In the silence of the ages, a whisper echoes through time,
Seven sayings that carry the weight of all humanity’s climb.
From the cross, a voice speaks with love and grace,
A poetic sermon woven into a sacred space.

“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do,”
A plea for mercy, a prayer for me and you.
In the midst of agony, a heart still filled with care,
Teaching us to forgive, to love, and to share.

“Today you will be with me in paradise,” he said,
To a criminal, a sinner, with a heart full of dread.
A promise of redemption, of hope and of light,
A glimpse of heaven in the midst of the darkest night.

“Woman, behold your son. Behold your mother,” he cried,
A tender act of love as he hung there and died.
In the midst of his own pain, he thought of others’ needs,
Teaching us to care for each other in word and in deeds.

“Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani,” a cry of deep despair,
Feeling forsaken, burdened beyond compare.
In this moment of anguish, we find our own cries,
And know that even in darkness, love never dies.

“I thirst,” he said, a human need so plain,
A reminder that he shared our joy and our pain.
In his thirst, we find our own longing for grace,
And know that in our weakness, we still have a place.

“It is finished,” the words of triumph and of peace,
A declaration of victory that will never cease.
The work of redemption, the sacrifice complete,
A promise of salvation, for all who seek.

“Father, into your hands I commit my spirit,” he cried,
A surrender to the divine, a soul purified.
In this moment of trust, we find our own way,
And know that in God’s love, we will always stay.

These seven sayings, a poetic sermon of love and of grace,
Echoing through time, in every time and every place.
In them, we find hope, comfort, and a guiding light,
A reminder that love conquers all, in the darkest night.