There is a song the people sing
That praises God and glories bring
It is a hymn from times long gone
That we have pinned our hopes upon.
A darkened hill, a blood soaked cross
The ugly terror of our loss
A day that one cannot forget
That caused earth’s early sun to set.
It rent the temple’s curtain break
As trembling earth did mighty quake
While God to man anger displayed
Christ’s vow to us had long been made !
Claire V. Bogdanos 