Friday, April 2, 2010


The crowd has gathered
The tension hangs in the air
They’ve come for one reason
The decision to be made is there

Two lives hang in the balance
The men as different as can be
The one a man who is angry and guilty
The other claims He is a King

At once the decision is called for
Murmurings turn into angry cries
Free Barabas - release his chains
It’s Jesus we want to die

Off in the shadows
A figure stands by
With a self-righteous cackle
“I’ve won” Satan cries

If Satan could only know
What would soon come to be
That no grave on earth
Could keep hold of this King

He wouldn’t be celebrating
Or claiming his crown
For Jesus will live again
Trumpets triumphantly sound.

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