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Mournful Things

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Mournful Things

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Oh, this is the midnight hour of victory

Come and see, a mournful garden where a sinless man is grieved

And there a king, among the peasants and the carpenters and theives

His glory seen, not in crowns but gentle words and healing deeds

Sing sing sing!

Sing the song of the redeemed

And bring bring bring

Heavy hearts and broken hands before our king! Oh

Calvary’s mournful mountain climb with me

And we shall see, a sight that sets us free

And see, in chains, shown the way departs gethsemane

A friend will lead, to such an evil place, he can’t forgive his deeds

Arraigned in peace, not a word of ill this judgement hall shall see

Hope released, in silent fear and trembling learning of his fate

Sing sing sing!

A joyous song of mournful things

For here our king

Made a villain, and a lie, hung from a tree

Oh calvary’s mournful mountain climb with me

And we shall see a sight that sets us free

To see you as a man, loving eyes and calloused hands

Your words have opened eyes. Brought riches from insolvent lives

Dealt a traitors fate wit roman nails and to hold your weight

And suffering as you die, still pleading for afflicter’s lives

Morning falls, take the path to where our savior laid

One last look, to view the fate of all who’d follow in his wake

There we see what only prophets can describe

An empty cave, a man in white proclaiming Jesus is alive!

Sing sing sing!

This is the story of a king

And speak these things

Let resound proclaiming death has lost its sting

Oh calvary’s mournful mountain climb with me

And we shall see an empty tree

Oh calvary’s mournful mountain climb with me

And we shall see a sight that sets us free

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