But Mary Was Weeping – A Poem

womant-kneeling-at-foot-of-crossI wrote the following poem one Easter time when I was reading John 20:1-18.  I had previously noticed in this account how Mary Magdalene was persistent, she stayed by the tomb when the others went back home.  I noticed that she was weeping for the death of Jesus as she stayed grieving by the tomb.  I had previously, some years ago, written in my bible that “Jesus is the God of weeping women; Halleluiah!!”

I have found that within certain types of Christian churches there can sometimes be a kind-of male-domination view towards women, which I have found to be most un-Christ-like!  I found that in the scriptures & also in the way that the Lord has dealt with me personally that no such dominating role is there.  I feel that Jesus sometimes appeared to challenge such views in the time he walked the earth, as He occasionally interacted with women in a way the men of his day found unusual!  Also I feel that it is a distinct possibility that He revealed Himself to a woman when He first rose from the dead as part of His ongoing estimation for women that love Him greatly, as did Mary.  He could have equally chosen that first witness to His resurrection to be John or Peter.  So in Christ, there is neither male nor female but we are all one in Christ Jesus.

I wrote this poem with a tremendous amount of love in my heart for the Lord Jesus Christ & even with my own tears as I imagined a little of how Mary may have felt that day.  So I humbly share with you here my efforts to express the death and resurrection of Jesus through the eyes of Mary Magdalene.

Mary Stayed Weeping

As I stood by the cross I watched Him die.

I loved Him so much that I wanted to cry.

Such pain & such sorrow, I felt such grief,

For my Lord who had given me such relief;

From darkness & horrors & demonic dreams,

Now all I could hear were our silent screams.

We women we stood at the foot of the cross,

In shock & in anguish at this greatest loss.


His kindness displayed by His penultimate word,

As to John He gave His mother, we heard.

Then it was finished, His head dropped down low,

I cried & I fell to my knees there below.

Oh my Jesus, my Saviour, God’s only Son,

I love you so much, but now you have gone.

My grief overwhelms me, my face in the dirt,

I’ve known so much sorrow but this is such hurt.


No words to describe the sadness within,

As my Jesus has died to cleanse me from my sin.

Oh, the price you have paid for the mess that I made;

But my every cell cries, “If only You’d stayed.”

Stayed a bit longer with us here on earth,

The man who was God who showed me my worth.

Now it is morning & I rush to the tomb.

The sun slowly rising, dispelling the gloom.


But how will I get in to see Him, I pray;

So shocked am I now, as the stone’s rolled away!

I run off to tell Peter; he’ll know what to do.

So he calls for John’s help & he goes with him too.

They race back to the tomb, having had such a scare,

Then they bravely look in to find He’s not there!

Now quite perplexed, & scratching his head,

Peter tells John he’s off back to his bed.


So off they both went to their homes to reflect,

But I just stayed by His tomb & I wept.

As I wept, I dared to look in for the dead,

But there was no body, just angels instead.


“Why are you weeping?” they asked of me.

And I said, “Where, oh where have you taken He?”

He that forgave me & lifted me up,

He that allowed me to drink from His cup.

He that is tender & gentle & true,

He that the soldiers have tortured & slew.

Please tell me, please show me so I can go,

To anoint His dead body, for I love Him so.


I turned then & saw another who said,

“Why are you weeping?  I am NOT dead!”

He called me by name, as tears rolled down my face,

It was my own Saviour, the Lord of all Grace.

He stood there ALIVE, my heart skipped a beat,

I fell once again & reached out for His feet.


Tears mixed with dust, I did not want to let go,

But Jesus said, “Mary, I want you to know,

I am going back to heaven to our Father above,

To sit on the throne of His heavenly love.

I am alive, I have risen you see;

I told you before this would happen to me.

Now go right away & tell all the others.

Be my first messenger to all of the brothers.


Oh what joy & delight now filled all of my heart,

My Lord is alive & He’ll never depart.

His great Peace He gave me, He lifted me high,

As I went to obey Him I let out a deep sigh;

A sigh of relief, this news was so good,

My tears now dispelled as I stretched & I stood,

A moment in time, as God called me by name;

A piece of world history, never the same.

As a God who from heaven my weeping did see,

And a Saviour called Jesus chose to use me.


Original Poem written By Helen at Grain of Wheat Blog.  

If sharing poem, please keep this credit with it.  Thank you.


I do hope this poem blesses you as it blessed me to write it.   Jesus  is willing that all should come to Him to receive His forgiveness, love, peace, joy & His life in all its fullness.  Please do read more from the bible about this account if you are not already familiar with it.

Some facts re Jesus as the Lamb of God

His death was prophesied in the Old Testament & shown in Type-form or pictorially in the Old Testament sacrifice of a “lamb without blemish” in the Jewish old covenant system.  He Himself was the sacrifice, that pays for the sins of the world, of those that believe in Him, humbly confessing their sins to him from a contrite heart.

In Revelation 12:11 & 5:9 we find the following passages  regarding Jesus Christ as a Lamb, slain for the sins of the world:-

“They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death.”

“You are worthy to take the scroll, and to open its seals;  For You were slain, and have redeemed us to God by Your blood out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, and have made us kings and priests to our God;  and we shall reign on the earth.”

So we understand that He lay down His life in order that He take it up again.  He did this willingly upon His Father’s instruction due to wanting to pay the price for our sins.

I have only touched briefly on these issues here, but I hope that you too will find that depth of love for the Lord Jesus Christ that Mary Magdalene had & also that you will look to what the bible says about His death and resurrection and all the prophecies about Him too.

May God bless you,


You can read my other post on Easter here.

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  1. Hi Helen,
    I think this is the true testimony of every delivered and redeemed woman of God. We love Him because he first loved us. She who has been forgiven much, loves much… How can we be quiet. I will leave church rather than leave my Saviour. O to be like Thee, blessed Redeemer… Love got you Helen… X

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    • “We love Him because He first loved us,” is one of my favourite bits of scripture. His love is so very wonderful, sustaining, upholding and worth pursuing at all costs.
      Many blessings to you.
      Helen x


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