Outside, see Peter by the fire,
‘Do you know Him?’ they inquire
The rooster crows; people ask again
This time with curses Peter denies him.
The cock crows the second time;
The Lord looks to Peter who remembers the sign.
The Word of the Lord he had kept -
And he went out and bitterly wept.
The Man for whom he left all he owned –
It seemed this Messiah had been dethroned.
In fear and disgrace, His disciple cried –
For what would he do when his Master had died?
Before Pilate the leaders took Jesus to stand,
“What charges do you bring?” he asked the Jewish band.
He spoke to Jesus, ‘Are you King of the Jews?’
Jesus replied, ‘is that your idea, or what they told you to use?’
‘Your own people have given you to me,
What is it you’ve done; let me see.
Are you King of the Jews?’
He has said so – but what is truth he must choose.
Pilate returned to the crowd,
And their shouting became so loud.
“You say He’s broken the law,
Yet there was nothing that I saw.”
This man has done nothing wrong.
I find no fault in Him.
“But it’s custom to let a criminal go,
May I release Him and let it be so?’
The Jewish mob cries out – “Crucify!
According to our law, it is written, He must die!”
“Give us Barabbas,” the mob began to shout,
He was more like their Messiah, without doubt –
To fight against the Romans and the trials they’re now despising,
Instead of killing sin for a Kingdom that’s still rising.