He Has Risen
"He is not here;
around a dead man's grave. Not mindful that He was the Lord, they stood there, bold and brave, till all at once they fell away without a chance to fight, for Jesus had returned to life, and vanquished sin's dark night. The angel band drew near to praise and glorify their King. They crowded in to worship Him and hallelujahs sing: for they had longed to comfort Him as on the cross He hung, but He bore all the suffering, this Savior, God's own Son. My sin was pardoned on the tree that held this blessed Christ; He took the punishment for me and paid sin's awful price. Only the perfect lamb of God could love a wretch like me enough to die, enough to live, enough to set me free! The empty tomb, a witness stark that Jesus lived again, and soldiers fearing for their lives knew Christ was no mere man! O Jesus Christ, my dearest Friend, O King of heaven and earth, Though ages pass, no tongue can tell the measure of Your worth! [ by: Connie Faust, Copyright © 2009 (beracah1@evenlink.com) -- submitted by: Connie Faust ]Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. |