I waited by the cross where they took my Savior down,
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all the morbid onlookers had gone back into town.
I leaned against the bloodstained wood; a tear fell from my eye,
I wondered how they all could let this gentle person die.
I looked up at the storm clouds and a chill went down my spine,
I had a feeling I was looking at the end of time.
The earth began to rumble and the clouds began to rain,
I rubbed my hands together; I could feel Jesus’ pain.
He died to save us from our sins, (though we aren’t worth his death),
I’ll sing praises for His gift, even with my dying breath.
As I was climbing down that hill I think I heard Him say:
“Remember what you witnessed here every time you pray.”
All that is necessary for the forces of evil to win the world is for enough good men to do nothing...Edmund Burke