I've had this phrase running around in my head for a while now, so I wrote a song/ poem about it.

I lift bloodstained hands
And fall on dirty knees.
With my defiled heart
That I don't want You see.

And I raise a bloody hallelujah
'Cause I know you died for me.
And scandalous love kept you there
As a bloody hallelujah to set me free.

You're a bloody hallelujah
Hanging on a tree.
Two planks of splintered wood
And nails of agony.
The Lamb of God rent
By the Lion of Judah;
Killed by scandalous love
To be a bloody hallelujah.

And if you knew me
Could you love me?
And if you saw what I've done,
Could you still forgive me?

You're a bloody hallelujah
Put to death for my twisted soul.
Lamb of God consumed by the Lion of Judah
To be for me a bloody hallelujah.

So a bloody hallelujah drives me to the ground
To see the torn flesh of the Lamb of God.
To know the Lion of Judah is a bloody hallelujah
The River of Life flows from His splattered blood.

I raise bloodstained hands
And fall on dirty knees
With nothing worth giving You
For Your wrath to appease.

Except a bloody hallelujah,
Whose death covers me.
The Lamb of God is the Lion of Judah
And His sacrifice is my bloody hallelujah.

You're a bloody hallelujah
Hanging on a tree.
Two planks of splintered wood
And nails of agony.
The Lamb of God rent
By the Lion of Judah;
Killed by scandalous love
To be a bloody hallelujah.

I wrote a poem today. It's really long, and believe it or not, is only about half (or less) of what I wrote. I came to a startling realization today and writing my thoughts down helped me sort them out. I hope you enjoy it or that it just might help you.

And I stand at the foot
Of the two planks of wood,
And I look in the face
Of One who only did good.
 In one hand is a hammer,
In the other, a nail,
And a long list of deeds
Which could never avail.
The list was in blackness
And writ in my blood,
And I nailed it across the heart
Of the One called Love.

And He looked down at me
And said "You are my Child."
And I kept hammering away
All the while.

And I spat in His face
And said "You did not do
All of the things that
I asked of You."

I said: "I want to be loved
And I want to have friends
And I wand a boy
To hold me close.
I want to be special
And to change the world,
And to be noticed,
I want to be heard.
And I want what I see
That she has and he has,
I want to be happy,
I want to be free.
I want to be chosen
Just once in my life
For something I've tried for
With all of my might.
I want life to be easy
And to go my way.
I want to be adored.
And I want it today."

And He looked in my face
With the blood streaming down
From His hands and His feet
and the thorns in His crown.

And He opened His mouth
And He uttered the words
That answered my anger
And said He had heard.

"I have heard your requests
And done for you
Not all that you've asked
But what I said I would do.
I have shown you my love
By giving my life.
I have given the church
To be your friend through all strife.
Though you long for a boy
To complete your heart,
I will make you completely whole
And that is where you must start.
My child, you are special
For I have chosen you,
And I am sending you out
To make the whole world new.
I have heard your complaints
And I've answered your charge.
I've wiped up your tears,
And I've mended your heart.
Though you may not get
Everything that you see,
You have what you need
For I've given you Me.
My love is the only thing
In the world
Than can bring happiness,
Peace, and joy unheard.
The blood on my brow
Has unlocked your chains,
And I set you free
To live in My change.
I've chosen to love you
Before you were born,
To call you to be Mine
And to run into My arms.
I don't ask you to struggle,
I don't ask you to fight,
For my yoke is easy
And my burden is light.

"Life may not always be easy
As you wrestle with sin,
But my arms are around you
And I promise you'll win.
Maybe not today
Or even tomorrow,
But I won't give up on you
No matter your sorrow.
You are my child
And as such I love you.
I adore you as only
The Bridegroom can do.
You may not win in one day,
It will take your whole life
But for right now just rest in my arms
And I will sustain you through strife.

And I fell to my knees
And I dropped the hammer,
Thrust my hand 'or my mouth
To stop my clamor.
And I looked in His eye
That had know such pain,
And I knew that I would
Not stay the same.

With my heart in my throat,
I shot out my hand
To grab back my list
And all my demands,
All bloody and battered,
And covered in sin,
What was once so important,
Now childish whims.

"Leave them," He said,
And I looked in His face.
"These too I have died for,
They're covered in grace.
I do not expect you
Always to win.
I know there'll be days
When you fall into sin.
But remember my promise
When you think I don't care:
 I'll always be with you,
I'll always be there.
My blood is enough
To win any fight,
My blood is enough
To last through the night."

And he raised up His gaze
And looked at the sun.
"My work here is finished.
The battle is won.
My death has defeated
The darkness of sin
And promised each child
The advantage to win."

And the blood that falls down
Is not for my anger,
But to wash me in love
So I'm no longer a stranger.
To bring me into the fold
Where love is, at last,
To give me what I need
When I finally ask.

So next time you're tempted
To throw in the towel
To join with the world
Just remember how
Your Savior died
For the least of these,
So doubters like you
Could finally be free.

You don't want to throw
In your lot with the world
For it will suffer
Terror untold.
But, instead reach out
And take from its mist
As many believers as
God grants to enlist.
Turn back from the world
And its evil desires
And save all you can
From its flaming hell fires.

Well, I suppose it's time I posted again.