Sunday, April 05, 2015

Resurrection Morn - Mary Magdalene's View

Days of darkness, nights of gloom—
Our Lord’s dead now, in a tomb!
We come early, bringing spice,
Even though men don’t live twice.
We’re together, but alone.
Who will roll away the stone?
Will there be an awful stink?
Just to ask it makes me sink.
Ground is dewy—feet get wet.
Can you see the tomb just yet?
Look! The stone is rolled away!
What can happen worse today?
Then a young man, all in white,
With a face that shines like light.
He says Jesus isn't dead!
That he rose, just as he said!
Lord, what’s happened? He's not here?
I’m a mass of hope and fear!
Mary, Salomé, come see!
He is risen! Can it be?

Now when the Sabbath was past, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome, bought spices, that they might come and anoint Him. (Mark 16:1 NKJV)

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