The Wind leads through the woods

the forest is silent,

over the hills comes the glorious sun rise

Music spreads through the air

the heart is consumed with love

the mind thinks of the wonders of the glorious sun rise

Upon a hill there was a cross 

darkness clouded hearts and the sky

with the turning of two nights and three days 

From the modeling hands of a master

with a resurrecting breathe

with the turning of a rock 

shined the glorious sun rise