30 pieces of silver

Strolling through the garden of Gethsemane
He knew then that he had an enemy
30 pieces of silver one had taken
The loyal following he had forsaken
The guards captured the holy lord
And cruelly threw his life to the sword
Pilate ordered his execution
By the heartless means of crucifixion
Hoisted high onto a wooden cross
His eleven disciples mourned the loss
His body was placed into a tomb in the dark
But this celestial being would soon make his mark
How did a dead man roll away the stone
A feat done by just him alone
Mary Magdalene met Jesus again
Before he rose from this torturous plain
The thunder roared and lightning flashed across the sky
Then as he lifted up to the heavens the almighty said goodbye
Leaving a moment in history that's forever tainted black
As God lowered his hands and took his son back