"A sharp Long Spear pierced Your wounded heart. From Your radiant body flowed water and blood—the wine of forgiveness, spilled for all—as God's beautiful, only Son breathed His last.
"Then, they rushed to tear You down from the Cross! You were dragged through the streets, shoved into a sack! The body of Heaven's Most High King was wrapped in common cloth, not fine linen or soft fur.
"The hewn-stone tomb became Your home, my love. The solitude of a sod house was Your new domain in the realm of bones. Caesar's soldiers guarded the tomb's door, lest those murderers disturb Your deathly sleep.
"Were they still afraid of You? They had already killed You, the Lord of all things, yet still they stood guard, glancing about with trembling hands. Darkness fell upon the land. And how could it not? The Light of Life was sealed within a tomb, and the grasping night was filled with the smiles of Demons.
