Creation stood still
Heavens were silten
Angels bow their heads
The sun hid itself in disbelief
Brids ceased their songs
God turned His eyes away
Tears from the world He hid
The Son of Man, hangs on a crude cross
Blinded, man shouts victory slogans
Blinded, man smiles
His heart is darkened
Sinless, this great man, forgives
As he draws his last breath to His Father He cries
It is finished
The sinless, Son of the Father
Laid His life for the world unkind
