The evening had come for His time to go.
To be put on that cross for me and for you.
Up there on Calvary Mount were three wooden crosses.
One was for Him, and the two were for thieves.
He was nailed to that wooden crosses.
A nail in His feet, and two in each hand.
Then the cross was raised up, and there He was hanging on that wooden cross.
On His holy head, was a crown of thorns that made Him bleed.
The crowd mocked him, cried for him and laughed as he hung from that wooden cross.
“You will be with me in Paradise,” He told the thief.
With his final breath, He cried out to His father above.
Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?
Then His spirit left him, and the people below went silent.
Truly this was the Son of God!
All the people left Mount Calvary.
The curtain of the temple was torn in half, and the dead arose form their tombs.
Still on that mount were the three wooden crosses…