The Young Man-Robin Mark

[ti:The Young Man] [ar:Robin Mark] [al:Fly - Live from Ireland Songs of Praise and Worship] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Young Man - Robin Mark [00:04.88]All on a Friday evening as the sun went down [00:10.10] [00:10.96]The body of a man who wore a thorn made crown [00:15.61] [00:16.12]Was carried to a graveyard in the fading light [00:20.90] [00:21.70]And laid with deep affection in a garden [00:25.53] [00:26.76]Up on the hill the shadow of his gallows fell [00:31.52] [00:32.10]And faded as the sun descended lower still [00:36.67] [00:37.64]The ground was worn and bare [00:39.31]Where many feet had trod [00:42.27] [00:42.96]To watch the execution of the young man [00:47.68] [00:48.26]And what of me so distant from that far gone place [00:53.50]Still the wonder of that moment crosses time and space [00:59.32]With mystery and majesty none can explain [01:04.62]For it draws me to the story of the young man [01:10.93] [01:12.75]The next day being Sabbath was a day of rest [01:17.02] [01:17.97]And one of some reflection for the young man's friends [01:22.16] [01:22.80]No longer messianic zeal consumed their hearts [01:27.62] [01:28.29]Just sorrow for the killing of the young man [01:32.94] [01:33.93]And I suppose some tears were shed 'til sleep [01:37.98]Came last [01:39.05] [01:39.88]Then rising early morning once the Sabbath passed [01:44.45] [01:45.49]A woman made her way to find the garden tomb [01:49.72] [01:50.73]To leave some oil and flowers for the young man [01:55.65] [01:56.46]And what of me so distant from that far gone place [02:01.63]Still the wonder of that moment crosses time and space [02:07.49]With mystery and majesty none can explain [02:12.91]For it draws me to the story of the young man [02:19.24] [02:20.57]Now history tells of heavy stone to bar the way [02:25.02] [02:25.73]Was fixed by many soldiers on the open grave [02:30.34] [02:31.32]For when she found it rolled aside and emptied tomb [02:35.90] [02:36.74]She grieved the stolen body of the young man [02:41.56] [02:42.54]A gardener called her by her name as she kneeled down [02:47.34] [02:48.07]And asked her why she searched about the burial ground [02:52.66] [02:53.22]And wiping bitter tears away with the dawns first light [02:58.07] [02:58.67]She saw the risen glory of the young man [03:04.25]And what of me so distant from that far gone place [03:09.50]Still the wonder of that moment crosses time and space [03:15.49]With mystery and majesty none can explain [03:20.98]For it draws me to the story of the young man