Easter’s Tree
Easter’s tree
Sat on a hill
Of death & blood
But not even
satan’s evil
Could stop the
scarlet flood
Of God’s forceful love
From showing on
That day
Formed as he was
Like us,
of the clay
Still was He
God’s seed,
His Only Son
On that day
That wooden tree
Was transformed
For all to see
The flowering of
God’s heart
So from the start
For us, that tree
Remains our life’s Victory!!
SoulSails 