Good Friday

It was a Friday

Early morning

While the sun was still sleeping

Jesus was cheated

Arrested for no reason but the treason in men's hearts

And just like that

It starts

It was an unjust friday

Six trials, nothing sticking

Priests punching, judges kicking

Slinging lies at infinity

Beating down on divinity

Who by grace, didn't speak

Obedient

Meek

It was a painful Friday

As daylight tumbled in

Whips ripped the skin of the one who healed a thousand wounds

The one whose soul was right and true

Left in shreds for something he did not do

It was an ugly Friday

The clawing crowd

When given choice, let villain fly in single voice

But when Jesus name was lifted high

Could find no word, but crucify

Crucify

It was a bloody friday...

Filled with nails and wood

And a man who did what only God could

Arms open wide, good enough to die

For the very people who hung him out and bled him dry

It was a dark friday

A shout to the sky

A spear in the side

Two Mary's start to cry

As angry earth trembles and black clouds swell

Quietly

Jesus goes through hell

Dying in our place

Dying well...

On Friday

Good Friday

How is it a day of such evil and pain ever got the word good in its name?

This day of infamy

Human villainy

When the world showed off its most evil face?

Because there in that blood stained place

When they pulled the body down like seed to ground

The author of life sprouted roots of grace that would once and for all

Save the human race

This victory death

A complete surprise

As demons and devils with fear in their eyes realized that once a perfect man died

The law was finally satisfied

No more striving

No more trying

No more guilt

No more dying

The man who lived the way we should

Died the way only God could

And that's why we call this Friday good

The day Christ fell is the day mercy stood

So hold your faith

Lift your praise

And remember - as good as Friday is

Easter is still on the way

Hope Rising

Forever

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