Who cried that day?
T'was he or I
The cock crowed thrice
He caught my eye
The words he spoke
Remembered I
Of knowing him
I would deny
"To death, I go
With you, I will"
My lips, he touched
"My friend, be still."
My words he knew
Flamed hot, in me
But by his side
I would not be
I watched, did I
In courtyard dark
As cruel whip
Left bloody mark
Accused was I
That him I knew
Sweet courage failed
And fear grew
"Him? A stranger!”
Was my cry
But deep within
I owned my lie
My words, heard he
His face, I saw
Deepest, darkest
Pain he bore
Alone was he
Condemned to die
Without my Lord
Alone was I
Grief so intense
Rent me apart
Tears so bitter
Consumed my heart
Shame so heavy
Burned deep inside
Loud my weeping
Lost I cried
With nail pierced hands
Last word, spoke he
"Father, Forgive"
Spoke he to me
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