This day eternal Love, for me
Fast nail’d unto a cursed tree,
Rending His fleshly veil, did through
A way to paradise provide.
This day Life dy’d; and dying, overthrew
Death, sin, and Satan too.
Oh happy day!
May sinners say:
But day can it be said to be
Wherein we see
The bright Sun of celestial light
O’ershadowed with so black a night?
Sir Edward Sherburne: Good Friday (17th century)