Midnight In The Middle Of The Day
Rambos
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The sun was hot, an angry mob
Stood by the gray stone buildin'
While a man draped in velvet
With a curly black beard
Stepped out on his balcony
Nervously washin' his hands
To rid him of the blood
That he would never wash away
His wrinkled brow showed the worried lines
Then I heard Pilate say
I find no fault in this man called Jesus
The healer from the shores of Galilee
I command you to ask me to let Him go free
Don't let me take His blood to the grave with me
Then he nervously washed his hands
To rid him of the blood
That he would never wash away
The mob cried for blood of an innocent man
Then I heard Pilate pray
And it was midnight in the middle of the day
Tremblin' soldiers fell before the cross to pray
The whole world shook, the veil was ripped
When the sinless Christ was slain
And it was midnight in the middle of the day
Thunder roared across the rumblin' mountain
Lightnin' burned like fire across the sea
But on the holy hills the angels raised
The crimson flag of triumph
Shouting death, death, death, death, death, death
Good Lord, don't you know that death was swallowed up in victory
Victory, victory