The Truth Restored-

What myst’ry veils the sacrifice

that transpired in that holy place

Sacred darkness shrouds the garden

and the suffering sore that won our grace

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Public mocking and ridicule

followed by the call to crucify

The cross the nails the thorny crown

the atonement wrought our Savior died

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The Father’s plan empower’d by Love

the promise to our fathers fulfilled

The tomb of death could not contain

the risen Lord his Godly work sealed

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Glory rolls forth the truth restored

and families bask in temple light

“Come unto me” our Savior pleads

“for my yoke is easy…my burden light”