i remember the day i wept
asking if you heard my tears
and you came to me as i slept
whispering you conquered all my fears

then a sharp breath woke me with a start
my pillow still wet with tears
a man leaned over and said weeping wasn't my part
because a path was clear

i asked what he meant
since my eyes were red
and all my strength was spent
he replied, " i know, i was dead"

i saw he was the God-man
the perfect, righteous ruler from above
sent to die for God's secret rescue plan

i am stummped at this part