The Passion 2015

He hangs before us
On the Tree of Life,
Behold the Son
Reigning on high.

Life comes in death
Now death is life,
By partaking the fruit
Hanging from the Tree.

Blood and wine
Bread and body,
The physician’s cure
Healing our wounds.

What price, what price
To redeem the race,
The ones whom He saves
Nailed Him on the Tree.

This Tree of death
Transformed into life,
With a fruit so dear
It achieves new life.