[00:00.46]
[00:26.15]Though the Earth Cried out for blood
[00:29.40]Satisfied her hunger was
[00:32.43]Her billows calmed on raging seas
[00:35.85]For the souls on men she craved
[00:39.22]Sun and moon from balcony
[00:42.44]Turned their head in disbelief
[00:45.70]Their precious Love would taste the sting
[00:49.00]Disfigured and disdained
[00:52.10]On Friday a thief
[00:55.35]On Sunday a King
[00:58.88]Laid down in grief
[01:01.88]But awoke with keys
[01:05.15]To Hell on that day
[01:08.10]The first born of the slain
[01:11.77]The Man Jesus Christ
[01:14.20]Laid death in His grave
[01:18.61]
[01:29.88]So three days in darkness slept
[01:33.27]The Morning Sun of righteousness
[01:36.25]But rose to shame the throes of death
[01:39.62]And over turn His rule
[01:42.88]Now daughters and the sons of men
[01:46.25]Would pay not their dues again
[01:49.40]The debt of blood they owed was rent
[01:52.79]When the day rolled a new
[01:56.00]On Friday a thief
[01:59.11]On Sunday a King
[02:02.75]Laid down in grief
[02:05.80]But awoke holding keys
[02:09.10]To Hell on that day
[02:12.14]The first born of the slain
[02:15.81]The Man Jesus Christ
[02:18.55]Laid death in His grave
[02:22.86]
[02:24.20]He has cheated
[02:30.43]Hell and seated
[02:37.10]Us above the fall
[02:50.00]In desperate places
[02:56.10]He paid our wages
[03:03.16]One time once and for all
[03:16.10]On Friday a thief
[03:19.30]On Sunday a King
[03:22.90]Laid down in grief
[03:25.77]But awoke with keys
[03:29.16]To Hell on that day
[03:32.00]The First born of the slain
[03:35.54]The Man Jesus Christ
[03:38.05]Laid death in His grave

Though the Earth Cried out for blood
Satisfied her hunger was
Her billows calmed on raging seas
For the souls on men she craved
Sun and moon from balcony
Turned their head in disbelief
Their precious Love would taste the sting
Disfigured and disdained
On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with keys
To Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in His grave
So three days in darkness slept
The Morning Sun of righteousness
But rose to shame the throes of death
And over turn His rule
Now daughters and the sons of men
Would pay not their dues again
The debt of blood they owed was rent
When the day rolled a new
On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke holding keys
To Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in His grave
He has cheated
Hell and seated
Us above the fall
In desperate places
He paid our wages
One time once and for all
On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with keys
To Hell on that day
The First born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in His grave