"On the cross, the full cacophony of human cries are drawn up into the single voice of Jesus. All of our Hosannas find expression in Jesus’s prayers of desperation and despair. Amid all the millions of voices crying out for salvation—among all the prayers we shout, the prayers we whisper, and the prayers we can’t put into words—this voice rings out from the crowd: the voice of the God who has joined in our longing, the cry of the savior who lived and died as one of us. This is at least part of what God’s victory entails: participation in our cries, our loss, and our death. Our Hosannas have been taken up into God’s experience, into who God is. In Jesus, God died alone so that no one else would ever have to." Poem: "Friday" by Amena Brown Song: "O Sacred Head, Now Wounded" recorded by Chris Shields