How bad can it get?
Do you know the pain
That Jesus knew
When He was slain?
Do you feel each blow
That was bestowed
Upon the Savior
By the guard;
And the disregard,
When spurned by His own,
And rejected
As untrue?

Let us not, therefore,
Lose heart,
For though our body
Falls apart,
Each day our soul
Is strengthened
And made whole.

How bad can it get?
Do you feel the whole
Of mankind's sin
Upon your soul?
Do you feel each nail
That impaled
The sinless Savior
On the tree,
And the agony
When God turned away
And judged Him
For you?

Let us not, therefore,
Despair,
For though our sorrows
Seem unfair,
God's wondrous grace
Provides for
Every care.