Was this one week just one more week? Just seven days, no more? Or was this week something unique... for which God had plans for? If so, then what? Good News or not? Life's such a mystery... Was there some plot someone had got... to end in tragedy? Lord Jesus knew what this week meant... no need to tell Him so... His miracles were Heaven-sent... yet soon He had to go... To leave behind disciples here... tormented by their grief, With every kind of mortal fear... and even disbelief...
His heart grew heavy deep within... no wonder that Christ prayed, Yet Christ was born to die for sin... death must not be delayed... But Jesus trusted God each day... awaiting destiny... Gethsemane gave time to pray... till Judas, He would see... The prophecies must come to pass... the whip, the crown, the Cross... Man's wisdom but a fragile farce... Christ's life itself the loss... And soon my Saviour's Blood was shed... the end for Christ was nigh... By faith, my Saviour paid Man's debt... as Mary wept nearby...
Behold the Lamb of God, indeed... no other lamb for me... Because His Cross fulfilled each need... that day... on Calvary...