The crowds so full of cheer.
Disciples screaming everywhere,
The Christ of God is Here!
Hosanna in the Highest!
The good and righteous King!
Who knows what joy and miracle
This Man from God will bring?
But those who held the power,
Afraid of what this meant,
Were creeping in the darkness
Wherever Jesus went.
They watched his every movement.
They waited for their time
To try to turn the tables -
To catch him in a crime.
They hoped that he would stumble,
That he would try and fail.
Perhaps a time of weakness
Would land him in a jail.
Or maybe there was someone,
As close as close could be,
Who just might turn informant,
To see what they could see.
So money crossed a table,
The sum was just enough,
To make a friend a traitor
And turn the smooth to rough.
A kiss in darkened garden,
To take the Man by force,
And soon a ministry of love
Would take another course.
T’would lead to royal palace,
And Roman leadership,
A beating and a lashing,
Humanity to strip
Away the source of mercy
That he had sought to bring,
When he arrived upon this orb,
As angels then did sing.
Now choruses of “Crucify”
Arouse from voices cruel
As wooden cross and iron nail
Became the devil’s tool.
So on a hill, three crosses stood
As this one life did cease,
But in three days,
The power of Love would
Bring the world true…
Peace,
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