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The Easter Story
I rec'd this from a friend via email and just wanted to share.
From the garden of Gethsemane Where Jesus knelt to pray To the betrayal done by Judas On that grim and fatal day. From the mighty hands of Pilate Who wished to let Him be To the noble priests and leaders Who refused to set Him free. From the crown of thorns upon His head And lash marks from a strap To the weight of such a heavy cross Placed there upon His back. From the thief who hung beside Him Crying, Lord, remember me To the gentle words of Jesus Today, you"ll be with me. From the darkness of the noon time As He died upon the cross To the earth that shook and trembled In response to such a loss. From the cheering cries of soldiers As they took His body down To the caring hands of Joseph A follower new in town. From the tomb where He was laid to rest In linen cloth of white To the guards who had to stand close by Throughout both day and night. From the stone that blocked the entrance As it gently rolled away To the miracle that happened On that third and final day. From the baffled look of soldiers As they peered into the room To the startled face of Mary When she found an empty tomb. From the strange events that happened As the guards all turned and fled To the words that came from angels He has risen from the dead. From the frightened eyes of Mary As she swiftly left that place To the light that flowed from Jesus When she saw Him face to face. From the doubt of His disciples When she spoke of resurrection To the fear upon their faces As He walked in their direction. From the written word of scripture He fulfilled in prophecy To the eleven who had gathered On a hill in Galilee. From the words that had been spoken Before He went away To His ascension into heaven Where He lives this very day. From the bible on the mantel Tis the words you need to heed To find wisdom in its pages And a light to sow a seed. From the death and resurrection Of the one we hold so dear To the coming of His spirit Now that Easter time is here. From the colored eggs and candy And an orchid trimmed in blue To the truth found there in scripture Christ Jesus died for you.
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