As BB King noted, U2's Bono is awful young to be writing such deep lyric. Awful young.
It is an older song, but always resonates with me.
I was a sailor, I was lost in sea
I was under the waves, before love rescued me
I was under the waves, before love rescued me
...
I was there when they crucified my lord
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I threw the dice when they pierced his side,
But I've seen love conquer the great divide.
I held the scabbard when the soldier drew his sword
I threw the dice when they pierced his side,
But I've seen love conquer the great divide.
What is worse for a sailor than to be lost? No stars to sail by, no compass? Surely the waves of life crash over all of us at some time as we try to navigate the waters, but it is Christ that rescues us if only we would pick up the phone, so to speak, and ask him to be our personal 9-1-1.
Of course every day we watch as a broken world takes its shot at Christ. Remember, it wasn't the mean old Romans or the mean old Jews who crucified Christ. It was the crowd. It was us. We may not have inflicted the direct wounds on Christ, but we helped the soldiers. We quietly went along with it.
In fact every time we deny Him or don't follow the path he set for us, we really are piercing him, aren't we? If we look honestly at Christ in a modern light, you would almost have to say He is an abused spouse. We mistreat his trust, love, and support all the time.
And still, His love conquers. I hear all the time people will get what is coming to them. I pray I won't. I pray that God will be the merciful Lord he has shown himself to be and he won't give me what I deserve, but instead will help guide me back to His path.
This song just always gets turned up whenever I hear it. I pray the message is received and maybe if I play it a little louder it will be.
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