Rough Hewn Wood
Rough hewn wood, splinters in his back
Stumbling steps of a man beaten
Runs of blood down a stripped back
He falls sprawling to the ground
Blood splattering on the crowd
A man steps forward with a shove
Crucify cried aloud
Steps forward again, rough hewn wood
Up the skull they head
Hammers ring as the spikes are driven
King of Jews the sign read
Darkness fell ominous and thick
A heavy crowd ringed the hill
He spoke unto the crowds
A thousand angels felt a chill
As a spear plunged into his side
Water wine and blood poured through
Soaking the rough hewn wood
As they killed the messiah, a Jew
Laid to rest in a borrowed tomb
Wrapped in a cloth of white
He descended into the pit of hell
A man lost to the light
A battle was fought, and won
A trio of days had passed
And the stone rolled away
And an angel appeared in a flash
And the body was gone
For he hath risen from the dead
To be back with his father
At his bride’s head
Because of rough hewn wood
Stumbling steps of a man beaten
Runs of blood down a stripped back
He falls sprawling to the ground
Blood splattering on the crowd
A man steps forward with a shove
Crucify cried aloud
Steps forward again, rough hewn wood
Up the skull they head
Hammers ring as the spikes are driven
King of Jews the sign read
Darkness fell ominous and thick
A heavy crowd ringed the hill
He spoke unto the crowds
A thousand angels felt a chill
As a spear plunged into his side
Water wine and blood poured through
Soaking the rough hewn wood
As they killed the messiah, a Jew
Laid to rest in a borrowed tomb
Wrapped in a cloth of white
He descended into the pit of hell
A man lost to the light
A battle was fought, and won
A trio of days had passed
And the stone rolled away
And an angel appeared in a flash
And the body was gone
For he hath risen from the dead
To be back with his father
At his bride’s head
Because of rough hewn wood
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