So they took
His body down
The Man who said He was the Resurrection and the Life
Was lifeless on the ground now
The sky was red His blood, along the blade of night
And as the
Sabbath fell, they shrouded Him in linen
They dressed Him like a wound
The rich man and the women, they laid Him in the tomb
Six days shall
you labor, the seventh is the Lord’s
In six He made the earth, and all the heavens
But He rested on the the seventh, God rested
He said that it was finished and the seventh day
He blessed it, God rested
So they laid
their hopes away
They buried all their dreams
About the Kingdom He proclaimed
And they sealed them in the grave
As a holy silence fell on all Jerusalem
And the
Pharisees were restless, Pilate had no peace
Peter’s heart was reckless, Mary couldn’t sleep
But God rested
Six days shall
you labor, the seventh is the Lord’s
In six Hhe made the earth, and all the heavens,
But He rested on the the seventh, God rested
He worked till it was finished
And the seventh day He blessed it
He said that it was good, and the seventh day
He blessed it, God rested
The sun went
down, the Sabbath faded
The holy day was done, and all Creation waited.
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