So they took His body down The man who said He was the resurrection and the life Was lifeless on the ground The sky was red as blood along the blade of night
As the sabbath fell they shrouded Him in linen They dressed Him like a wound The rich man and the women They laid Him in the tomb
Six days shall you labor The seventh is the Lord’s In six He made the earth and all the heavens But He rested on the seventh God rested He said that it was finished And the seventh day, He blessed it God rested
So they laid their hopes away They buried all their dreams about the kingdom He proclaimed And they sealed them in the grave As a holy silence fell on all Jerusalem
But the Pharisees were restless Pilate had no peace And Peter’s heart was reckless Mary couldn’t sleep
But God rested
Six days shall you labor The seventh is the Lord’s In six He made the earth and all the heavens But He rested on the seventh God rested He worked till it was finished And the seventh day, He blessed it He said that it was good And the seventh day, He blessed it God rested
The sun went down The sabbath faded The holy day was done and all creation waited