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"