Calvary. by Leona I. Miller

What must it have been like,

When Jesus was on trial?

Then to hear the cock crow,

How He must have felt with denial.



To have those He loved,

Turn away and forsake Him;

Surely He grieved to see,

Such wickedness and sin.



What must it have been like,

To watch His suffering?

Those cruel men with hatred,

Then to hear the murmuring.



What must it have been like,

To watch Jesus carry His Cross?

Bleeding and still walking on,

Surely, it appeared as a loss.



What must it have been like,

To see nails pierce His hands?

Then His feet ~ and those thorns,

Could only God understand?



What must it have been like,

To see Jesus hanging on the Cross?

I am thankful He did this for me,

To save my soul from Eternal loss.



What must it have been like,

To hear Jesus cry, "It is Finished"

His Love ~ Wondrous Love,

Had hope and trust been diminished?



What must it have been like,

To see Jesus bow His head?

Surely there were tears to flow,

Everyone knew He was dead.



He was tenderly laid to rest,

A borrowed Tomb was given;

He would not need it long ~ we're blest!

He Arose and is now in Heaven.



He said He would go, but will return,

"Occupy until I come" ~ He said;

I'm waiting for Him ~ He is coming soon,

Awake! He Arose! He is Not dead!