For me this is a great ‘Easter Song’ – one of the best around at the moment.

I love John Mark McMillan’s poetic lyrics in this one and his others including ‘How He Loves Us’, they provoke me to deeper thought.

Thinking is a good thing!

Though the Earth Cried out for blood
Satisfied her hunger was
Her billows calmed on raging seas
for the souls on men she craved

Sun and moon from balcony
Turned their head in disbelief
Their precious Love would taste the sting
disfigured and disdained

Chorus:
On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with keys
Of Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave

So three days in darkness slept
The Morning Sun of righteousness
But rose to shame the throes of death
And over turn his rule

Now daughters and the sons of men
Would pay not their dues again
The debt of blood they owed was rent
When the day rolled a new

Chorus

Bridge:
He has cheated
Hell and seated
Us above the fall
In desperate places
He paid our wages
One time once and for all