The
world has lost faith,
and
bound you,
to
that tree.
Some
wept, like me,
you'd
come to save,
to
set us free.
The
evil was at work,
binding
you aloft,
nailed
to torture cross.
Some
hoped, we groped,
as
darkness fell about,
mankind
being lost.
The
chance to see truth,
held
in you,
beaten
to a pulp.
Who
knew, that you,
forgave
us still?
No
greater love than you.
The
wicked did not win,
in
you salvation came,
died
in righteous cause.
Bring
peace and love,
showed
heavens fame,
and
glory to gods name.
The
weak have hoped in you,
lamb
of god,
light
of the world.
And
on Golgotha,
you
alone declared,
how
paradise shall come.
The
love in you proved,
we
can live again,
one
people, one truth.
Everyone
on earth,
because
of your courage,
salvation
is at hand.
Inspired by Mel Gibson's 'The Passion of Christ.'
And that Easter should be a reminder to everyone of how wicked can be our deeds to innocent and genuinely kind people.
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