A flower withers on the bush,
A tree falls in the evening's hush,
A sparrow dies in midst of flight,
A dolphin cries, ensnared, its plight!

A man is bound, betrayed, condemned,
Is scourged, thorn crowned, then cursed, and damned,
From lips, no word, or sad complaint,
On a cross is hung, no sin or taint!

His only crime, to free mankind,
To save us all, from sins that bind,
This man was God, was manifest,
Becoming flesh, was Heaven's best!

I wonder why, this Saviour's name,
Is cursed by man, held in disdain,
God's name is love, who gave His son,
To die for all, said "finished, done!"

Remember now, the flower's blight,
The sparrow died in midst of flight,
Majestic trees in forest fall,
While dolphin cries its deathly call!