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I Offer You Thorns | English Prayer Song — Poem by Karam Mikhael

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I Offer You Thorns | English Prayer Song — Poem by Karam Mikhael

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I Offer You Thorns is an English sacred Passion lament based on a poem by Karam Mikhael. It is a prayer of repentance and sorrow before Jesus Christ: we offered Him thorns and the cross, yet through His death He broke the power of death. Poem by Karam Mikhael English prayer-song presentation The complete English poem is displayed beside the scene. The words are presented as a stationary lyric panel rather than timed karaoke captions. The sacred imagery is an original AI-assisted composition created locally with Krea and MiniMax H3, then edited into a complete lyric video. Its visual direction is inspired by the nineteenth-century Romantic language associated with Ivan Aivazovsky; it is not an animation of an authenticated Aivazovsky painting. The imagery, animation, English vocal performance, music, lyric layout, and editing were newly generated or assembled with AI-assisted tools. LYRICS O wounded One, lift up Your head; You know that I am no stranger. I am the one whose shame fills Your cup; I am the one who now calls You Beloved. Wait—for I desire to offer You thorns; so bow down and lower Your brow in surrender. Continue on the road, and You will find a hill; there I have prepared a cross for You. Come then, O Redeemer—why do You not draw near? I am the work of Your hands, so why are You troubled? Why does the sweat fall so heavily like this? Or are these tears pouring out in longing for me? Why is all this sorrow visible in Your eyes? Why does everyone cry out for them to crucify You? Do You weep, my Lord, from the severity of the pain, or because, when You saw me, I was the first to betray You? I am the one who met You with resentment and coldness; I am the one who hypocritically kissed You in the garden. Yet with kindness and tenderness You accepted my kiss, and in compassion You went on, because my heart had perished. I am guilty, and You were slain for my guilt; I am the one who disobeys You even from his mother’s womb. You created him, O Savior—perhaps for no other reason than that one day You might die for him and carry out his sentence. How did You die—and how did death die in You and break apart? Pain did not kill You, but the injustice of humankind. Death would never have sought to receive You, except that Your tender heart burst from sorrow. #ChristianPrayer #PrayerSong #PassionOfChrist #JesusChrist #Repentance #ChristianMusic #SacredMusic