In a new borrowed tomb Jesus' body was laid,
Death ended His suffering and shame.
Calvary's wounds were concealed by a pure linen robe;
He, the ransom for sin had been slain.
Chorus
But He conquered the sharp sting of death,
And His life He did take up again.
His great power proved of measureless breadth;
Now in glory He'll ever more reign.
Of His grief laden friends were two women who came ,
To anoint His dear body in death.
There they found a young man,
Dressed in robe spotless white,
Who told them they'd not been bereft.
In the dark empty tomb, Mary met Him again,
And a joyous Rabboni she cried.
She did look on His hands and His nail driven feet,
Whose bloodstains sin's dark blots would hide.
To His sceptical friends, He appeared once again;
From them never His spirit would part.
They saw Him rise in the sky to His home up on high,
But He still reigns down here in my heart.
LML
* This was written when I was seventeen for Dave and Nelson to sing
in C.A.'s.
They did a great job with it. Its tune is "The Old Rugged Cross".
It can also be called "The First Easter."
Reflecting Thoughts from a Teen's Heart