The poem reflects on Christ’s crucifixion at Calvary, where his groans and bloodied sacrifice—marked by a thorn-crowned head and pierced hands and feet—reveal a love beyond measure. It portrays his unseen spiritual anguish and the immense price paid to redeem humanity, breaking the chains of sin. This profound love, flowing from his wounds as eternal mercy, liberates the captive souls it has purchased, offering unending grace.

Beneath the cross of Calvary I stand,
Where groans of Christ, like thunder, pierce the soul,
A crown of thorns upon his brow, so grand,
His hands and feet let crimson rivers roll.
What fountains stream from love’s unyielding grace,
What hidden pangs his spirit bore alone,
To claim a fallen world in warm embrace,
And purchase life with blood upon the stone.
O love so vast, no measure can contain,
A price too deep for mortal hearts to know,
Through anguished cries he broke our every chain,
And from his wounds eternal mercies flow.
This mighty love, so deep, will release,
The captives bound, through grace that shall not cease.