Pilate in his fearfulness
Needed a trusted man
He turned to the centurion
To carry out his plan
He was a man of honor
Of strength with fear instilled
He carried out his tasks
Of what his leader willed
Jesus laid on cross
Time for nail in hand
He would do the deed
Fulfilling his command
He saw it all that day
The passion of His love
Something stirred the deep
That turned his eyes above
There he met His gaze
How His last breath was done
It caused to proclaim
This was the Gods own Son
Joseph came to Pilate
For Gods purpose be
Centurion was summoned
For words of his trustee
So the trusted man
Whose soul was born anew
Relayed to the fearful
That the claim was true
He’s now a man of honor
Of strength with fear instilled
He’ll carry out his tasks
Of what His God now wills
Before His death on earth
Lord seeks within His gaze
With hope to reconcile
To set our hearts ablaze
(only partially based upon sacred scripture)