On the day our Saviour died

Verse

Verse 1:
The mournful sun rose behind the hill
Three half-made crosses await their fill
Hands washed in shame, a trumped-up charge, an unfair trial
On the day our Saviour died
Verse 2:
The soldiers crafted a crown of thorns
They whipped and mocked Him, cast lots for clothes
Their duty done another traitor crucified
On the day our Saviour died
Bridge:
On that day, the darkest of days we remember, we remember (x2)
Our Saviour’s sacrifice
Verse 3:
The throngs of people all came to see
The grim exhibit - Christ’s agony
Their songs of praise had turned to hate and murderous cries
On the day our Saviour died
Verse 4:
The temple curtain was torn in two
Our separation was broken through
Christ’s work complete, friendship restored, death’s grip despised
On the day our Saviour died