We all are nailed upon this Cross
The Crucifix of Time
Incarnate in a human form
To find our Self divine
And when we do and when we are
And when we have Become
We’ll realise and know the Truth
We’re Christ and we are One
And so like Christ we may be scourged
Man may not be so kind
And we in our purgations must
Forgive and pay no mind
For all and everything that comes
In rough and tumbled life
Is there because it ought to be
We earned this Grace and Strife
And when we see behind the Play
The unchanging Source of Time
We’ll resurrect, remove the nails,
And find our Self, Divine
