Sunday's Coming...

It's Friday... Jesus is praying, Peter's asleep, Judas is betraying... But Sunday's Coming...
It's Friday... Pilate'с struggling, the counsel is conspiring', the crowd is vilifying, they don't even know that Sunday's coming...
It's Friday... the disciples are running like sheep without a shepherd, Mary's crying', Peter is denying, but they don't know that Sunday's coming...
It's Friday... The Romans beat my Jesus, they robe Him in scarlet, they crown Him with thorns, But they don't know that Sunday's coming...
It's Friday... see Jesus walking to Calvary, His blood's dripping, His body's stumbling, and His spirit's burdened... But you see... It's only Friday, Sunday's coming...
It's Friday... The world's winning, people are sinning, and evil's griming...
It's Friday... The soldiers nailed my Savior's hands to the cross, they nailed my Savior's feet to the cross and then they raised Him up next to criminals...
It's Friday... But let me tell you something... Sunday's coming...
It's Friday... The disciples are questioning what is happening to their King and the pharisees are celebrating that their scheming has been achieved... But they don't know it's only Friday... Sunday's coming...
It's Friday... He's hanging on the cross feeling forsaken by His Father, left alone and die. Can nobody save Him? Oh, it's Friday... But Sunday's coming...
it's Friday... The earth trembles, the sky grows dark, my King yields His spirit...
It's Friday... Hope is lost, death has won, sin has conquered, and Satan - just a laughing...
It's Friday... Jesus is buried, a soldier stands guard, and a rock is rolled into place... But it's Friday... It is only Friday... Sunday is coming!

All-time questions...

How come so many people can like me and think I'm cool... except the four I need most to like me and think I'm cool?
How come others can respect me and find pleasure in my presence while four people hate me around them so much?
Is it ever gonna be ok? Over?
What will it take for them to realize what's the effect of everything? Will it already be too late?

Why is it people that you hate me so much?