Death A word we Have all Come to fear For loved ones it Can most certainly bring forth their tears
But It was conquered Praise You, Lord God Lord Jesus For setting up Your plan To save the only One in your image Created Your man!
Saved by The Prince of Peace On an agonizing cross He suffered, died As His friends, mother They saw and all did weep But did it only for us all Our eternal souls To keep
So today while you Still have the chance Remember Christ’s Holy Glory The agony He endured Only to insure That you too could step Out of satan’s pit of hell Emptied out of your own Grave Now it’s your time to turn And of his death, Resurrection others to tell So they also may rejoice With one rising crescendo’s Voice To praise God the Father for The Son’s rise On that ancient but Most Glorious Easter morning!!
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