Words: Bronwyn Angela White (2012)

Tune: Rockingham (When I survey the wondrous cross) - ideally, use the musical arrangement from Hallelujah! What a Savior!a cantata by John W Peterson

Khandallah, Wellington 2012
© bronwyn angela white

Quick past the places we used to meet

stumbling on fragments in the gloom

Slivers and shards, broken dreams, defeat

quick past the empty upper room.

Slow to the road by the city gate

—g hostly, the keen palm-waving crowd

Pause where he wept for his people’s fate

grief gathers ‘round us like a shroud.


Quick, from the hillside we retreat;

could we not watch this little time?

Lonely, he prayed as we fell sleep

quick from the scene of shame and crime

Stretching and weary, with stifled yawn

our world is shaken, the veil is rent

Shamed, as a rooster crows the dawn

shamed by the silver pieces spent.


Swift from the graveyard of dignity

leaving the crosses on their hill.

Blessed are we who come in peace

walking the way of Jesus still:

Our temples broken, our curtains torn

passion restored with rising sun

Myth and tradition to reform

pathway of healing we’ve begun.

Raumati Beach 2012
© bronwyn angela white