The Garden and the Tomb (For Joseph of Arimathea)

I have won the smiles of
the lofty and the proud.
I have had the high priest’s ear,
won favour all around.

Before the Sabbath, I will take
Your hanging body down.

I was righteous by the law;
I have sealed my own defence.
I have stood against them all
and had my words hurled down.

Before Your throne, I will bow down;
I have no other Lord.

So I will clear this garden for You;
I will open up this tomb.
I will cleanse Your body and
offer it this waiting room.

Before I rest, I will bury
all that I held dear before.
Before the night falls, I will nail
my future to Your tree.