Questioning His Love

I fall down before his grace

Broken and bruised

Needing to be heard, needing to be cleaned

Hoping that he will wash away the pain

Looking upon the small grieve filled body before him

Why should he show mercy?

Why should he aid my wounds?

He does this for love

His love for his people

He bled and departed this life for me

How could i ever compensate for his sacrifice?