Like dogs of the wild
They tore at Your flesh
And plucked out Your beard
In a frenzy for death
Unsightly, disfigured
By hands cruel with hate
Was it sane that these actions
Their hearts could elate
Barbaric, demonic
Unthinkable deeds
Yet allowed by the Father
To meet all our needs
These atrocities caused
By our fall from God’s grace
And love made You suffer
And die in our place
All the powers of darkness
Rejoiced at Your pain
Determined to kill You
But You rose again
Now they tremble in unbridled
Anger and fear
Knowing You’ve won
And that judgment is near
At the time that’s appointed
All creatures shall bow
And confess You are Lord
And Yours all the power
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