That dreadful day suddenly became
Oh so dark and grim
As she heard shouts
Coming from the crowd
She could hear them yelling
Crucify Him
She made her way
Through the people
Not knowing what she would see
But there He was her baby boy
In a state she'd never dreamed
His body was badly beaten
And His flesh was torn
Blood was streaming down His face
From the crown of thorns
The people mocked and
Made fun of Him
While spitting on Him they laughed
As He was forced to carry
That heavy cross upon His back
Then Mary cried out
Oh God My God How can this be
When You were the very one
Who gave Him to me
I know He's Your Son oh God
But He's mine too
And now way too soon
He's going back to You
They drove the nails into His hands
And into His feet
Her heart was so broken
Seeing her son in agony
Yet after all they'd done to Him
For their forgiveness He cried
His last words were It is finished
Then He hung His head and died