He was led to the place Which was called Skull Driving nails Into His wrists and heel Pain The Christ of prophecy Hung there until dead Blood shed He gave up His spirit And such was the end The corpse still warm Was removed the tree And sent to its burial Hewn in rock This deep, silent tomb
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