I stood and watched Him dying on the cross at Calvary
I tried to close my eyes and feel His pain.
I thought of my old life, what Jesus Christ had done for me
How could He leave me, how could I remain?
I bowed my head in sorrow, feeling lost and feeling shame
My dearest Friend now dying on the Cross
To never see Him any more nor speak His Holy Name
I never thought I’d know such dreadful loss.
And when it was all over and the Master cried aloud
I could not bear to see them bring Him down
His agony was over, His head was gently bowed
The ‘King of all the Jews’ who wore no crown..
I watched His grave to guard Him but alas on that third day
At morning’s break I stared in disbelief
For someone had been to the tomb and rolled the stone away
My Lord had vanished – taken by a thief.
I stumbled blindly from His tomb, I wanted now to flee
When met a man who spoke to me and said
‘Do you not know me Mary?’ - it was glorious ecstasy
As I knew my Lord had risen from the dead.