So with my bloody robe and crown
They take and rope me to a cross
Splayed apart like some slave on kill
To walk the way, climb to the rock
Through the narrow streets and gates
This slow parade as I progress
But being overcome by pain and weight
The first time I'm brought to my knees
Once again on feet proceeding
I chance to se my mother there
Can see the anguish in her eyes
Brought on by the stabbing pains in heart
Again proceeding up the hill
Guards afraid for me too steep
Order Simon of Cyrene from the crowd
To come and take the cross for me
Bathed only now in blood and sweat
Veronica comes and blots my face
And for this show of compassion gains
An Icon of this time and place
On the hill my cross regained
After trudging step by step
Overcome again with pains
Find I've fallen to the ground again
I behold the sight looking up from dust
Of the chosen women wailed laments
Plead them not to mourn for me
But for yourselves and kin to be
Again on feet process some more
And almost to the chosen site
Fear and pain take their toll
And thrice I find I'm on the ground
Again they force me to my feet
To bear for just a moment more
To soon be at the appointed place
For me to meet my final fate
They strip the bloody clothes away
Near naked now before the hoards
Of people come to see me die
And others come in hope I live
The air is cold on so new wounds
It's chill almost takes my breath away
But not as cold this feel of wood
As I lay upon it now
The feel of wood now not my concern
As they start driving in the nails
And with every hammer blow
Silently I wince in pain
Then I'm raised up like a tree
To set the sturdy trunk in rock
Looking like two limbs and trunk
Bloodied by the hands of man
After hours hanging on to life
Pray to God the ignorant to forgive
For their scorn they gave me here
For all the pain they brought on me
And to the thief that spoke for me
Against the crimes that led to this
Made a promise to him that after death
Be in my Father's house with me
Dear Mother, brothers past my feet
I leave you in each other's care
Soon after my final call to Abba
Into His hands let go my ghost
After they made sure I'm dead
Let my friends and kin reclaim
My body from the killing tree
Laid gently in my mother's arms
And after in anointed wraps
Assisted by a follower Joseph
For my body to be buried right
Will be laid in a new gifted tomb
After I was laid to rest
They rolled the rock to seal the tomb
The rock to keep the animals outside
Posted guards to keep the rest away
After a day and night of fear
Magdalene goes to incense the tomb
But to her surprise when she arrives
Finds the stone's been rolled away
She returns to tell his chosen band
That the tomb has been unsealed
Disciples run and find it so
And wait for Peter to arrive
Slowly Peter enters through the door
To find no body where it laid
There the burial shroud remains
His body wraps are all that's left
They go away to ponder now
The words he spoke have come to light
That after days of death would rise
And be seen by all the faithful then
Mary once again returns
And enters to find someone inside
The person queries whom she sought
And why she seeks the living here
Outside questions someone there
"If you're the gardener tell me please
"Where has someone taken him?
"Where can I find this person now?"