That we don't need you to be Superman
an alien from another planet,
but accept that you were God and man.
Or fancy you a cyborg assassin,
engineered deliverer -
But recall that you took stripes and nails
as payment for our freedom.
As we whose eyes have never seen you
contemplate your majesty,
help us not to be confused by
Nor succumb to the need for you to be
some brawny titan -
"My God is better than yours" has already been won.
Help us now to see the Son
in his weakness and in his strength,
and emulate -
So for Love's sake, this bleak existence