It Is Good Friday

It is Friday Judas betrayed Jesus, He was crucified on a cross God sees us. It is Friday Peter is asleep, All hope has been lost As Mary does weep. It is Friday Day has turned into night, The veil was ripped open The world is quite. It is Friday Death had thought it won, As all looked upon the crucifixion The death of the son. In his side ripped a spear Jesus was taken to be buried, It is still Friday Into his tomb Jesus's body was carried. A rock is rolled into place A soldier stands guard this Friday, It is Friday at Jesus's tomb But, coming is Sunday. Randy L. McClave