Jesus cried out once more:
"It is finished. Father, into thy hands I give my spirit."
His head sank down upon his chest. There was a loud sound like a clap of thunder, and the earth shook.
In the silence that followed, a Roman soldier spoke.
"This man—" he said, "this man was indeed the Son of God."
But Jesus did not hear him. For Jesus was dead.
When evening came, a man named Joseph of Arimathaea went to see Pilate. Joseph was a rich man, and much respected; and he had believed in Jesus. He went secretly to Pilate, for he was afraid of the Jews. He asked Pilate if he might have Jesus' body, and Pilate gave permission.
Joseph came then to the cross, and took down Jesus' body. He wrapped it in a white linen cloth, and had it carried away to a tomb which had been dug out of the rock. Not until after the Sabbath could Jesus' family and friends come to put spices on the body of him whom they loved.
Jesus' body was laid inside the tomb, and a great stone was rolled against the door.