My Resurrection Day
Before my resurrection,
I suffered so much pain,
My face set like a flint,
I knew what I would gain.
There was Judas,
who betrayed me with a kiss,
He sold me out,
now heaven he will miss.
Peter denied he knew me,
and so he cursed,
It's hard to really say,
what had hurt me worse.
I prayed in the garden,
to my Father up on high,
to let the cup pass from me,
If I were not to die.
I prayed Father not my will,
but thy will be done,
I came to earth to die,
so sinners would be won.
It was time for me to die,
hanging on a cross,
I paid the price I had to pay,
so that none be lost,
I know there will be some,
who will reject my love,
Their hearts just like a stone,
but I'm gentle as a dove.
They put me in a tomb,
then they walked away,
Then after three days,
It was my "Resurrection day."
I went back to my Father,
where I had been before,
and since my resurrection,
I became "The Door."
Now every year at Easter,
Celebrate "Jesus Christ,"
remember He's the only one,
who could pay that price.
[ by: Mary Eldridge
© 2003 (I_Serve_Jesus@webtv.net) -- submitted by Mary Eldridge ]
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