Good.

It’s not looking too good.

It’s not looking too good

When he kept saying “my time” I thought it meant His time to rescue us

To save us from roman rule and racism and persecution and poverty

It’s not looking too good.

When he raised that girl from the dead, I thought it would mean joy and more belief

But it only caused chaos and turmoil for everyone who believed

It’s not looking too good

When he told those weird stories about love being more important than law

It made sense to me but when I looked around the room I didn’t see similar proud faces

It’s not looking too good

When they heard he’d invited all people to his table

I thought it was our chance to find peace but instead we got all kinds of conflict

It’s not looking too good

When he turned water into wine and fed the masses twice

I rejoiced but they found everything to scrutinize from where he was from to who he was with

It’s not looking too good

He drew each of us out of the water, out of our homes, out of our sickness

But am I the only one who feels like Judas has been a bit off lately?

It’s not looking too good

He calmed the seas, walked across it and even had the power to make us walk too

Is that him WEEPING? What is going on?!

It’s not looking too good

Those same people who ate his multiplied food and praised his city entrance

Have just chosen a liar and a thief to be free instead of him.

It’s not looking too good

They condemned him

It’s not looking too good

Peter denied him

It’s not looking too good

Is that thorns on his head?

It’s not looking too good

They’re going to make him carry the cross up there

It’s not looking too good

Mary can’t take it

It’s not looking too good

He fell

It’s not looking too good

Is someone helping him? I should be helping him! He’s helped me! He’s helped all of us. Why are they doing this?

It’s not looking too good

A woman is wiping his face. A woman oiled his feet. He washed our feet. The women are here, they’re caring, they’re mourning, they’re believing.

It’s not looking too good

He fell again

It’s not looking too good

Is that a rooster I hear?

It’s not looking too good

They keep beating him, bruising him

It’s not looking too good

He’s naked, my God

It’s not looking too good

He fell again

It’s not looking too good

The trail of blood is thick

It’s not looking too good

They put nails in his hands

It’s not looking too good

WHY ISN’T HE COMING DOWN?

It’s not looking too good

His whole body is red

It’s not looking too good

They put nails in his feet

It’s not looking too good

What is with that rooster?!

It’s not looking too good

He’s refusing to drink

It’s not looking too good

He’s weeping again

It’s not looking too good

He’s screaming they don’t know what they’re doing

It’s not looking too good

There’s thunder and lighting

It’s not looking too good

He’s feeling like His Father left him

It’s not looking too good

I can’t see a thing

It’s not looking too good

It’s not looking too good

It’s not looking too good

He’s gone.

When he said “my time” he did mean that he’d rescue us.

I just didn’t know what he meant.

But now I do.

It’s looking real good.

For every last drip of blood from his head to his hands to his back to his feet

I am made clean on my head and my hands and my back and my feet

It’s looking real good.

For the crown of thorns places on him in irony

I’ve been called a child of the king

It’s looking real good

For every nail hammered through his hypodermis

I have been pierced with his grace over and over and over and over and over and over

It’s looking real good

For every tear he cried, every moan, every groan

I have received a savior who understands when I’m down and one who carries me when I’m up

It’s looking real good

For when the stripped him and took the little bit he had

I have been covered and every ounce of shame has been removed

It’s looking real good

For when he shouted unto God

He called out for my forgiveness, for my joy, for my help, for my love

It’s looking real good

For when he died

I was made alive

It’s looking real good

The story doesn’t end tonight

When he said it was his time,

He meant what he said

He’s going to rise and I am rescued.