From a colt to the cross,
The path of a King;
From glory to anguish
In the span of a week.
The story prepared long in advance,
Remembered again
These many years past.

Hail to the King who has come once in peace,
Hail to the One who has paid the ultimate price.
Glory to Him who is coming again.
Glory to the One who redeems.
Yea, my Redemption draws nigh.

Those close who could not understand
The price poured out for them,
Those far who wonder at the doubt,
Yet in the same place,
Would I have faith?
Would I fathom His course to that gruesome place?
The painful path laid out was His…
No other could carry His load.
His joy to suffer on my behalf,
That I might share in a future of hope.

Hail to the King who has come once in peace,
Hail to the One who has paid the ultimate price.
Glory to Him who is coming again.
Glory to the One who redeems.
Yea, my Redemption draws nigh.

ADW 2015