The world has never been the same
Since Jesus died —
Since He, the peerless, spotless Lamb
Was crucified.
Earth chose instead sedition's son,
With loud acclaim;
And meted to the sinless One
The cross and shame.
No wonder crime and hate and war
Creation knows!
O'er it there burns the blood-shot star
That then arose..
Rebellion lifts its rebel arm,
And claims the spoil,
Oblivious to the dread alarm—
The sure recoil!
Weep, weep, O earth, weep bitter tears
For this thy crime;
Against thee stand two thousand years
Of sin-stained time;
Ere judgment falls, repent thy sin,
For He must reign;
And let the cry, "O Lord," begin,
"Come back again.”