Every eye transfixed above, the clouds proclaim: The Son of God. The very sky cries out

in language only God can understand.  People crowd to see the Servant King

now alone, apart from all the world. The cross of law and love.

Soldiers dazzled by the sight, a prophecy fulfilled.

Sufferer—living, dying.  Thus it always was.

Royal power on display The

fearful, awesome

DAY

Fearful. Awesome.

Royal power on display. The

Sufferer, dying, rising, thus it always was.

Soldiers dazzled by the sight, a prophecy fulfilled.

Not alone, now walking in the world: the cross of law and love

a language God in grace imparts to man. People crowd to see the Servant King,

every eye transfixed above. The clouds proclaim: The Son of God! The very sky cries out.

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