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Death Had Now Consumed Him

Torn the temple curt’n in two

The blood paid full the price

The death of God had paid the dues

That men might receive life

The restoration thus begun

Creation groaning loudly

The Father killed the only Son

For men who looked on proudly

Died he the death that we deserve

The Father’s wrath poured out

The gavel struck, the court adjourned

The soldiers took him down

His body laid inside a tomb

With no time to embalm him

The one proclaimed “King of the Jews”

Death had now consumed him