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The angel turned to him. "Look here! Let me tell you the rest of the story."


See the world's Creator rising from His great majestic throne.

See the angels line His pathway as He leaves His glorious home.

Hear the roar of acclamation as He rides to meet His foes.

Hear the angels proudly praise Him as to earth in power He goes.


Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.


Sudden silence! In amazement angels see their God reach earth.

Not the mighty fighting warrior, but a helpless human birth.

Then as realisation dawns they follow Him to hills nearby,

Praising God to startled shepherds: "Glory to the God on high!"


Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.


God in weakness as an earthling, Satan musters all his power.

"I'll destroy this God incarnate, then all things to me must bow."

But the weapons Jesus uses are not those that Satan knows:

Love's His sword and for His clothing, pain and death and all our sin.


Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.


In His death as God hung helpless, Satan thought he'd won at last.

Then Christ rose from death in triumph, trampling evil in the dust.

Now He lives and reigns forever, seated on His mighty throne.

Angels praise the Great Jehovah, as we join them in their song.


Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah to our King.


As the song progressed, Pete could hardly keep pace with the dizzy flights as the angel sped him through time and distance. He saw Jesus leave him where he was standing to go to earth. Then down to the stable to see His birth. On to Calvary to see His awful death. Then to the tomb to see the Roman soldiers, on guard to prevent Jesus's followers from stealing His body, suddenly slump to the ground in an unnatural sleep as, with a loud rumble, the stone sealing the entrance rolled to one side. He watched Jesus walk out, with the holes from where the nails had torn into Him still evident in His hands and feet. Then he was with Jesus's followers, cowering in a small room, when Jesus appeared amongst them without using the door. On to a hill in Galilee, standing with the disciples as suddenly Jesus rose from amongst them, into the air and out of sight through the clouds above. Then finally back to Calvary.


The place was now deserted. Not a soul around and all that was left from the scene he had witnessed earlier were the three crosses, carelessly left on the ground where the soldiers had dropped them to remove the dead bodies before handing the corpses over for the grieving friends and relatives to take away for burial.


He walked over to the cross lying on the ground by the place where Jesus had been tortured to death, and slowly knelt beside it. He put out his hand and touched one of the nails, still in the cross - the soldiers hadn't bothered to remove them, but simply pulled the hands and feet of the victims away from them. The wounds had become so enlarged from hours of hanging on the crosses and the victims trying to pull themselves up every time they needed to breathe that the limbs pulled away from them very easily.


For a moment Pete was speechless. He didn't know what to say. No words he could think of could express his emotions. But he realised everything he had witnessed demanded a response from him and he could no longer contain himself.

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