The wonder of your cross shall be our meditation To gather in that shadow when the sun went down To weep with those who thought that you were leaving You were leaving, Jesus The humble King who never wore an earthly crown
To steal away at night when they took down your body With love and tears to leave You in a borrowed grave To go with Mary to the place they laid You Where they laid You, Jesus And in the morning find the stone was rolled away
The cross, O the wonderful cross What Glory, what victory, I've found I'll come to the wonderful cross And my whole life I lay down
Were heaven's praises silent in those hours of darkness? Your Holy Spirit brooding round that empty throne? Until the declaration "He is Risen", You are risen, Jesus "He is not dead, behold He lives for evermore"
