This Poem was Submitted By: Arnold Allen Brevick On Date: 2000-09-09 13:58:59 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Resurrection Morning

Sin was like a lion, death without defeat Suffering cruelly, on the cross, Christ seemed truly beat  Yet, death, it could not hold Him! That securest cell Sin’s chains would not bind Him, though they had bound us well Slippery on Him was their grip, that had bound us tight Weakness ours, because of sin, righteousness His might Yes, the clouds looked dark that day, dark as darkest night Terror ruled with Hell one day, till the burst of Light!  Resurrection Morning, the Sabbath rest is done Hearing what had happened, His disciples start to run Racing, with speed, to the tomb, wondering, sweetest awe Nothing in their lives like this, wondering what they saw? Yes, the tomb is empty, the grave cloths just a shell Yes, their Friend-Lord, they believe? Had defeated Hell Finally, when they see Him, they no longer fear He is risen from the dead, all darkness disappears  Sin’s confusions they abound, around us still today Darkness, it does us surround, how can we find a way? Not found in dearest husband/wife, nor found in dearest friend Not found in our self-righteousness works, how quickly do these end? Not found in money, nor in power, nor in any earthly thing Our Light is found in Christ alone, of His Sweet Name we sing! For Resurrection Morning, is about the life He gives ... For Jesus is the Light of Life! Rejoice, because He lives! 

Copyright © September 2000 Arnold Allen Brevick


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