We here, have come to behold this day
My Saviour in the depths of His sorrows
Believe me, I think not of the morrow
For my heart breaks at the sight of what I'm being shown

No other place depicts so well the griefs of my beloved Saviour as Calvary
There, I witnessed His agony
And boy, I know His love ain't ordinary

No other moment on this mountain
Is so full of immense pain as that which his cry rends the air
'Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? '
'My God, my God, why has thou forsaken me '

That is the definition of a black midnight horror
For at this juncture
Physical weakness united with mental torture
The shame he faced to secure me a bright future
To...