Visions
Easter Morn
As the sun arises
from the dark of night,
so our God
rises from his tomb!
The darkness of death
could not hold Him
nor understand Him!
King Herod
with his human guile,
failed to kill Him,
sacrificing hundreds.
As with the tyrants
of today;
they cannot hold Him
or contain Him!
Their bloody deeds
cry out from the ground!
Heaven has heard,
retribution has come!
For the Redeemed
spring will come,
with new life, new beauty,
for our Christ is risen, indeed,
conquering Death and Hell!
We are risen in Him
from death to life,
to joy unspeakable
from the dark of night,
so our God
rises from his tomb!
The darkness of death
could not hold Him
nor understand Him!
King Herod
with his human guile,
failed to kill Him,
sacrificing hundreds.
As with the tyrants
of today;
they cannot hold Him
or contain Him!
Their bloody deeds
cry out from the ground!
Heaven has heard,
retribution has come!
For the Redeemed
spring will come,
with new life, new beauty,
for our Christ is risen, indeed,
conquering Death and Hell!
We are risen in Him
from death to life,
to joy unspeakable
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Easter Morn
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