“The Lord in His anger has cast a dark shadow over beautiful Jerusalem. The fairest of Israel’s cities lies in the dust, thrown down from the heights of heaven. In His day of great anger, the Lord has shown no mercy even to His Temple.
By this time it was about noon, and darkness fell across the whole land until three o’clock. The light from the sun was gone. And suddenly, the curtain in the sanctuary of the Temple was torn down the middle. Then Jesus shouted, “Father, I entrust My spirit into your hands!” And with those words He breathed His last.”
{Lamentations 2:1; Luke 23:44-46}