Oh the grief that tore their heart strings
Jesus had been crucified!
Hung upon the rugged cross for our sins to die.
There was no rush of blazen angels to rescue Him from death;
For His suffering and sorrow was the whole purpose, from His beginning to end.
Now His body has been laid to rest In a borrowed rich man’s grave.
For He didn’t need a permanent home for a mere three day stay.
His disciples wept such broken tears
Their hearts were confused and torn.
But His gentle words stirred within their souls,
‘In three days I will rise!’
So they anointed His body
They prayed while they cried
They took comfort in each other and then they stepped aside.
They waited…
And waited…
while His words whispered softly…
And early Sunday morning
Two angels appeared!
Their garments like lightning
And their message was clear!
‘He is not here
He has risen as He said.
Come, see the place where He lay.’
Death had been conquered
The veil ripped in two
Our mortality shattered By the One who is True.
We now live with purpose
Hope and love, forever more
Death is defeated;
And unto Him we live for.
Wait, dear ones
Just wait a little bit more…
For soon He will come as He faithfully did before.
Keep your lamps filled with oil
Your hearts looking Above
For next is His Coming
To take us to His Home of perfect Love.
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