Sons of the earth
Minds and souls set
For the excuse of sight
Wallowed in grime, never right
The word made flesh
Plain in the midst
Continuing in their search
Deceived by the beast.
Hosanna!! Hosanna!! Blessed is He who comes
In the name of the Lord they hailed
Unstable as their hearts, Crucify Him! Crucify Him!
Their lips in unison railed
No guilt was found
His pain and misery was their gain
Yet unending love and grace He had
In the midst of all the pain.
Is He not the Carpenter’s son? They gibed
For peanuts, He was sold
Thirty pieces of silver was all they paid
With a kiss He was betrayed
As foolish as they were,
Death, like a game
He conquered without a sear
Oh death!! What a shame.
But then He rose,
Like He did tell them
Seated in the highest realm
As the king of host.
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