On Sunday, they greeted him as king

By Friday, they shouted for his death

A fickle crowd, swaying back and forth like grass in the wind

Following the current of popular opinion

To watch a parade, to watch a death

It’s all entertainment, all something to do

On Friday, God died

On Sunday, God lived again

And when we turn from the shouts of the crowd

When we truly listen

We hear and understand

Christ is risen.

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