Three hours left
until sunset
To repent
To pay his debt
For six hours
He'd been thinking
"Do not cower!"
There's no shrinking
He'd no part
The Sanhedrin
From the start
Wanted Christ's end
But, he'd been there
The votes were cast
No consent to share
Conflicted.... no words... he'd pass
Jesus was dead
He'd watched the spear
Boldly, he ran
With Holmao near
Courage in the face
Of grave danger
No time! He must race
And face Pilate's anger
He arrived, panted
So soon? Six hours a surprise!
Permission granted
He was authorized
Jesus' body was his
To take to the tomb
The centurions
Lowered him down
They removed the nails
Nicodemus came
With myrrh and aloes
And the burial linen
They'd enough spices
For a royal king
They dressed all His wounds
And wrapped Him carefully
Then, as it was the custom
They tied the face cloth under his chin
And left once the stone was rolled down
They rushed for at sundown the Sabbath did begin
The Sanhedrin plotted
The problem of Jesus was not over
Guards would make sure He rotted
And the tomb's owner must not take cover
What now for Joseph?
Touching the crucified left him unclean
Politically marked
Socially isolated
His arrest, soon...in the dark?
Whatever time it was
Nicodemus wrote this truth
He was miraculously released
His escape was the proof
Give much thanks for Joseph
He a wealthy man
Gave Christ his burial tomb
And fulfilled prophecy
Oh, but not for long
For the stone was rolled away
Angels shook the ground
Jesus was resurrected Sunday!
Now what could the Sanhedrin say?
They'd but the Saints to make pay!
Isaiah 53:9: This verse states that the Messiah would be buried with the rich, which is fulfilled by Jesus being laid in the tomb of Joseph of Arimathea, a wealthy man
Verse 1] Three hours left until sunset To repent To pay his debt For six hours He'd been thinking Do not cower! There's no shrinking He'd no part The Sanhedrin From the start Wanted Christ's end But, he'd been there The votes were cast No consent to share Conflicted.... no words... he'd pass Jesus was dead He'd watched the spear [Pre-Chorus] Boldly, he ran To the praetorium near Courage in the face Of grave danger No time! He must race And face Pilate's anger He arrived, panted So soon? Six hours a surprise! Permission granted He was authorized [Chorus] What now for Joseph? He'd found his courage What now for Joseph? This time he would prove
What now for Joseph? Offering his tomb? What now for Joseph? Past sundown, Pilate's move [Verse 2] Jesus' body was his To take to the tomb The centurions Lowered him down They removed the nails Nicodemus came With myrrh and aloes And the burial linen They'd enough spices For a royal king They dressed all His wounds And wrapped Him carefully Then, as was the custom They tied the face cloth, under his chin And left after the stone was rolled closed They rushed for at sundown, the Sabbath begins [Pre-Chorus] The Sanhedrin plotted The problem of Jesus was not over Guards would make sure That He rotted And the tomb's owner must not take cover What now for Joseph? He'd ouched the crucified -he was unclean Politically marked Socially isolated His arrest, soon...in the dark? [Bridge] Whatever time it was Nicodemus wrote this truth He was miraculously released His escape was the proof Give much thanks for Joseph He a wealthy man Gave Christ his burial tomb And fulfilled prophecy [Chorus] What now for Joseph? To walk away from status? What now for Joseph? On Sunday, he moved What now for Joseph? Arimathea? What now for Joseph? He'd stood and he'd proved [Outro] Oh, but not for long For the stone was rolled away Angels shook the ground Jesus was resurrected Sunday! Now what could the Sanhedrin say? Yes, the Saints, they'd make them pay!
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https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/liahona/2026/03/12-joseph-of-arimathea?lang=eng
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