Easter Sunday
Here’s a wee poem written in the celebration of the Resurrection! Praise God, Sing It Loud. Christ Has Risen From The Grave.
The future’s not what it used to be
The future’s not what it used to be
Not what it used to be anymore
You’ve given us a sure hope
I can almost smell the promised shore
The curtain’s torn
Our shame’s been worn
The lost can come running home
The price is paid
He’s rose to say
I’ve saved you from sin, but not Rome
For we still live in this world
Be strangers in this land
But through faith now we can fully know
Our redemption’s fully planned
Sing and shout and dance for joy
Towards earths shores come salvation’s fleet
“All aboard all aboard” free but not cheep
Is the story out on the street
Christ has risen
Grace is given
The dead to life have been raised
Real life can be ours
In giving Him our hours
May the name of Yahweh be praised
For new life is now flooding our veins
Like streams after the snow of winter
Your grace we couldn’t survive without
Praise Christ. We’d be lost without Easter.
Standing on Grace
andy lamberton 