Spartan

Billie Holiday on the radio,
My sluggish heart is beating seven beats too slow. Another sad song and another shot of blue,
Cold and unconcerned are anything but new.
He said Love endures all things,
and it hurts to think He's right.
If I mark the span of failure is his burden just as light?

Chorus: I am Spartan, close my heart so tight.
Jesus, save me from myself tonight.
Limping through the world, there's a knowing look or two.
Is it just the cripples here who understand the truth?
Why is love so painful, why do we always lose?
Paving pathways for the lost, the bitter and recluse?
He said Love endures all things,
and it hurts to think its true.
Did it nail Him on a cross, did it crucify Him too?
The angels are singing over the plains,
the shepherds are quaking, echoing refrains
And all of our slogans designed to take away the pain meant nothing to the Son of God that night in Bethlehem.