The world went out of sync the day they crucified my Lord;
They couldn’t let him go … it’s something Pontius Pilot couldn’t afford.

God sent His’ only begotten Son our beloved Jesus Christ;
He was the one and only one who could ever pay the price.

I believe the world went out of sync the day my Savior died;
Can you imagine how those who loved Him broke down and cried.

He knew He had to do it, for He came in His’ Father’s name;
Christ always knew the true reason that He came.

They wrapped Him in cloth and put Him in a grave;
I wonder what they thought when the stone was rolled away.

My God, my Lord, my Savior, had risen up on high;
One day He’s coming back out of the Eastern Sky.

Pat Finn finn@mebtel.net