The wood is laid and my Heart is ready,
My body may twitch but my Soul is steady.
With fire in their eyes and Wicked as their smile,
They mock my Word and call me vile.

One nail forced through, my hand now curled,
This day I bear the Sins of the world.
I see their lust on my mauling this day,
And though they hate me, it's for them I pray.

The other hand pierced, their sins are Great,
They slash and the bash, expressing their Hate.
My body is trembling, no power, no will,
I still love them though it's my blood that they spill.

The last nail through, two feet are one,
I look in the distance and down goes the Sun.
And with it my body, my mind and my Heart,
But my Soul is eternal and it will not part.

They laugh and they drink to the death of their King,
The end soon comes, for the Angels now sing.
My vision is hazy yet my words are a Gem,
And I pray aloud saying... Father... Forgive them...

It shoots through the hearts of all that do hear,
And they all look upon me as I shed them a tear.
Their hearts are shattered for they now know I'm true,
I then cry aloud saying... For they know not what they do...

My life was not wasted for I did my best,
My body is mutilated but Soul is at Rest.
I say these words, knowing he will hear it,
...To you My Lord I commend my Spirit...