Silent Night in Golgotha
The wind stood still
The Leaves ceased to sway
The air staled in Golgotha
Where the Lamb was crucified
Mortals wondered and Saints pondered
At the bestiality of human’s ‘’love’;
That they choose a murderous Barabbas
Over Him whom, for His father’s love;
Came to redeem mortals to Heavenly glory
Thus in their gleeful murderous frenzy;
With no martial hymns playing,
They paraded Him around Salem city:
Obliterating the Holy of holies sites
And the flourishing beauty of David’s city
Then upon the rugged rocks on Golgotha’s mount
They hung Him whom upon no guile was found
There He bled and died for our sins to redeem;
Thus the Prince of Peace lay desolate, in Golgotha mount
Silent Night in Golgotha rugged Hill
Where the Lamb lay; that peace may
Pervade all Saintly souls to grace His
Father’s glory Heavenly mansions