God looked down upon His son-
so righteous in His eyes.
He was so free from sin - He never
stole- He never lied.
God looked down upon His son-
and how his heart did ache..
As he watched Jesus carry the cross
to pay for our mistakes!
God looked down upon His son as
they spit on His Holy face-
He watched as they mocked Him-
Walked Him down the streets in disgrace.

God looked down upon His son..as they
nailed Him to the cross that day-
God looked down upon His son..and wanted
to take all his pain away.
God looked down upon His son with
glorious love and pride-
All the angels gathered round Him-
That's the day that God cried!

God looked down upon His son..He saw
all the agony He bore.
He wanted to put His mighty arms around Him,
not let Him suffer anymore!
God looked down upon His son...He watched
the blood spill to the ground.
He watched the people taunt our Saviour as
they gathered all around.
God looked down upon His son..saw
the suffering He kept inside.
Oh, the anquish He felt when He watched Him-
That's the day that God cried!

God looked down upon His son..as they
nailed him to the cross that day.
God looked down upon His son and wanted
to take all his pain away!
God looked down upon His son as He
suffered and He died-
All the Angels gathered ' round Him-
The day that God cried!

--Linda Hill--

This poem speaks for itself.......