"Surely our griefs He Himself bore, And our sorrows he carried;
Yet we ourselves esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten of God, and afflicted."
Escape through barbed wire,
To His crown of thorns.
Swimming through jellyfish,
To the jagged whip.
Crashing through pane of glass,
To soldiers' fists.
Crucified upon a cross,
To deserved wrath.