Dark was that day
The one I'll never forget
When they killed that Hebrew Man
The "King of the Jews" it was said
I watched them as they dragged Him
Laid Him on a tree
They drove a nail through each hand
One through His feet
I watched them gamble for His clothes
The mocks and jeers they made
Telling Him to save Himself
If He truly was so great
I watched Him bleed
A river of red it poured down
His breathing began to slow
There was no stopping death now
I began to turn away
My heart unmoved
By the dying Man on the tree
Until His eyes met my own
And He whispered "It all was for thee"
His spirit He gave up
A soldier came and pierced His side
To this day I remember that look
Those loving and tearful eyes
I may never understand
Or comprehend why
He loved my wandering soul enough,
To suffer, bleed and die
