No honor

No honor

by Joel Howard

No honor was given to you

O man of sorrows

No photographs were taken

No compliments made of you

What about you was recognized

as glorious by any of us?

We esteemed you not

An old, useless, broken, rugged man

But you really were the Savior, the Great I AM!

Who honored you when times were tough?

Who foresaw the victory? Not one of us

We had no honor to bring to you, lowly King

We had nothing but a crown of thorns, we were ugly!

You grew up among us, Jesus

But like unwanted clothing we took you back! 

Striped your bent over back

We rejected you as King among us!

Surely your job was thankless

No honor did you receive from any of us