The wonder of your cross shall be our meditation

To gather in that shadow when the sun went down

To weep with those who thought that you were leaving,

You were leaving, Jesus

The humble King who never wore an earthly crown.

To steal away at night when they took down your body.

With love and tears to leave You in a borrowed grave

To go with Mary to the place they laid You,

Where they laid You, Jesus

And in the morning find the stone was rolled away

The cross, O the wonderful cross

What Glory, what victory, I've found

I'll come to the wonderful cross

And my whole life I lay down

Were heaven's praises silent in those hours of darkness?

Your Holy Spirit brooding round that empty throne?

Until the declaration "He is Risen", You are risen,

Jesus,

"He is not dead, behold He lives for evermore".