Afternoon struck, the fifteenth hour,

The sky glowered a deathly lour,

The God-man cried with his last breath,

And met his willing, sinless death,

His blood poured out in sacrifice,

Exterpating the stain of vice,

The veil hiding humanity,

Tore, revealing divinity,

The lamb wiped out sin's fulmination,

The king brought grace's culmination.

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