-At the Foot of the Cross

Joseph Krans (2025)

In shadows deep, I stand alone,

A silent witness, heart unknown,

To love so fierce, so pure, so true,

Yet pain and longing pierce me through.

Jesus, on the cross, forsaken,

A love so vast, and so unshaken,

You bore the weight of every ache,

For love’s pure gift, for love’s own sake.

I feel the ache of love unreturned,

Of friendships lost, of bridges burned,

Yet still I strive to love anew,

To give my heart, to see it through.

Why do you teach me to love so deep,

With tissues few, tonight I weep.

For joy and sorrow intertwine,

In love’s divine, relentless vine.

Help me, Lord, to understand,

To trust your guiding gentle hand,

To love without expectation’s chain,

To find your peace amid the pain.

May I, like you, felt left behind,

Yet stand strong with heart and mind.

Trust Your love, forever bright,

Find Your grace in darkest night.

At the foot of the cross I pray,

To learn to love, come what may,

To surrender all I hold dear,

And find you ever, ever near.

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May Humble Service Be Our Song

Joseph Krans (2025)

In the quiet of that sacred night,

He kneels, in humble service,

Washing the feet of his beloved,

A sign of love’s enduring purpose.

Not in grandeur, nor in might,

But in the gentle act of care,

He teaches us what true greatness is,

To serve, to love, just to be there.

See Christ in every face,

Both in shadows and in light,

Dignity in every soul,

The hidden fire of God’s delight.

Let go of pride, shed the disguise,

In simple acts, find the Divine,

For in each humble gesture,

Love’s gentle light will always shine.

A lifelong journey, a sacred call,

To walk with loving, open hearts,

To serve with tenderness and with grace,

And live as one, no longer parts.

So, may we kneel, may we wash,

May humble service be our song,

For in serving others, we find ourselves,

And in sacred stillness, we belong.

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