Artwork: Easter Morning
by He Qi
At last light came with cold grey dawn;
The women, broken and forlorn,
Departed the city before it was day,
Who would roll the stone away?
But the grave was empty! Their Lord was gone.
An angel was guarding the tomb that morn.
The sun burst forth in warmth and glory
Across the earth it told the story.
The women, broken and forlorn,
Departed the city before it was day,
Who would roll the stone away?
But the grave was empty! Their Lord was gone.
An angel was guarding the tomb that morn.
The sun burst forth in warmth and glory
Across the earth it told the story.
Death could not hold our Lord for long,
"The tomb is empty! His body is gone!
So sing, all people, let your voices ring,
Sing all people, "Christ is King!"
So sing, all people, let your voices ring,
Sing all people, "Christ is King!"
1 comment:
And a blessed Easter to you too, dear sister! I'm praying for you and your mom.
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