I met a man on Monday

Who said he’d shortly die

We travelled much on Tuesday

As he tried to save my life

On Wednesday as we wandered

His stories gave new meaning

Yet suddenly on Thursday

He was taken tried and beaten

I thought I’d lost my friend on Friday

As he hung upon that tree

And on Saturday, in sadness

I prayed what it meant for me

Then on Sunday sorrow lifted

As new life brought greatest gift

That man I met on Monday

Had died that I might live