Although Easter is only one day of the year, we can celebrate it and experience the joy of it every day! Please use the following poem to remind you of the truth of Christ’s victory and to help you celebrate it in all circumstances. The first part is based on Luke 24:1-8, feel free to read it along with the poem.
Their hearts all shattered
Their eyes all red
It was Sunday morning
Their Lord was dead.
They walked to a tomb
To wrap him right
With spice and perfume
In the early light.
They whispered in sadness
They walked in pain
Their Lord, their God,
Their Savior slain!
But there was the tomb
Stone rolled aside
Without their Lord,
No body inside!
They shook their heads
They reeled in shock
Where’s His body?
Who rolled the rock?
Angels appeared
Like lightning’s shine
And announced the truth
That stands for all time:
He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
When my life is not what I want it to be
When my days drag on in misery
When I see a world full of hate and fear
When it looks like Evil is ruling here
Then let that truth echo loud again:
He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
When my failure stares me back in my face
When I see my mess and my disgrace
When I’m on my knees in shame again
And I get a glimpse of the sin within—
How lost I’d be if it weren’t for Him
Then let that truth pick me up again:
He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
When I lose someone that I love so much
And I ache inside to feel their touch
And the hole in my life is a painful sore
And it seems like Death’s on his throne once more
Then cry that victory cry again:
He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
When death’s cold grip creeps round my heart
And the life I know is falling apart
When fear and doubt and anger flood in
As my dust turns back to dust again
Then point my flickering eyes to Him
The One who died my soul to win
And fill my ears with His truth again:
He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
He’s Risen! He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
He’s Risen! He’s Risen! He’s Risen!
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