Darkest of darkness you covered the land
Three hours times two the sun hid away
It could not look up on the obscene man
And his bloody garments were the object of play
The skies came alive with lightning and thunder
But it could not drown out the screams
The earthquake tore the tombs asunder
In what looked like nightmarish dreams
Bloody Cross, Holy Cross
The greatest treasure was counted as loss
For infinite sin required infinite cost
There on the bloody cross
And a spear must thrust into a heart
And blood and water flowed
And I am one who would play the part
The Scapegoat took over the debt I owed
Bridge
As the Lamb was forlorn
The curtain was torn
Then true holiness was defined
And there God's righteousness we find
Bloody Cross, Holy Cross
The greatest treasure was counted as loss
For infinite sin required infinite cost
There on the bloody cross
May 3, 2026
Anthony Foster
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