It’s Friday but Sunday’s comin’
It’s Friday, Jesus is arrested in the garden where He was praying.
But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday, the disciples are hiding, Peter is denying, Judas is betraying. But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday, Jesus is standing before the high priest of Israel, silent as a lamb before the slaughter.
But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday, those six trials by night have been a sham, and the king of Glory is tired and weary.
But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday, Jesus is beaten, mocked, and spat upon. His beard is torn from his face.
But Sunday’s comin’.
It’s Friday, the Roman soldiers are flogging our…