張子翊                                                                                     

轉過身來疲倦那目光緩緩投向

大祭司深深宅院那端

彼得羞愧的神色

雞叫了。篝火兀自飛騰

啐上的唾沫臉頰流淌

鞭影綻開的肉屑飛舞

塗了泥披肩說是紫袍

手中破損葦桿是權杖

悲苦路有盡頭麼？五寸大釘伺候：

釘腳骨釘手掌釘入恥辱柱

天地間孤懸，竟無處容身

寸縷盡褪是神子

被扎的左胸血水如注，流向

最乾裂最荒蕪最飢渴我的心田

是愛

（02/23/2023， Boston）

Love Pierced

Translated by Patrick Chen

Turned around, the tired gaze slowly fell 

Upon the deep courtyard of the high priest 

Peter’s ashamed tears flowing down cheeks 

The rooster crowed. The bonfire soared. 

The whip cracked 

Bits of flesh flew 

A mud-smeared cloak claimed to be purple robe

A rotten reed in hand serving as a scepter 

Is there an end to the path of sorrow? The five-inch nails await: 

Nailed into the foot bones, nailed into the palms, nailed to the shame column

Suspended between heaven and earth, with no place to rest 

The tattered garment fades away, revealing the Divine Son 

The left breast pierced, blood flowing into 

The most arid and barren and thirsting field of my heart

It is love.

(Translated by Pastor Patrick Chen. 04/06/2023)