dreamer26
2007-04-02, 12:20 PM
Easter is approaching so I write this little poem. I hope you enjoy it.
He Lives
The world has turn this day into a day for Easter bunnies and eggs
Well you know that would be ok if Christ was still dead
If he never hung out on Calvary’s cross bleed and died for me
I’d let the world say what it wants and I might just agree.
I’ve never read about any other GOD, putting his love to the test
Humbling himself for the wicked and the wretch
He went down and snatched the keys of death, hell and the grave
He did it all so that the world might be saved.
Then he rose from a borrowed tomb because he didn’t need one for long
Just long enough to set the devil straight and right any wrong
Just think he was lied on, crucified, and beaten with whatever they could find
Not a mumbling word he said because he had you and I on his mind
But he rose early one Sunday morning never to die again
It is finished I heard him say my relationship restored with man
He also forgave those that caused him so much pain
Now that’s more love than any can claim
So how are we going to thank him this resurrection Sunday
I hope by giving him some glory honor and praise,
And by letting the word know that he still saves.
He’s been too good to me to continue to be silent and still
He Rose, He Rose, He Rose I tell you Jesus Christ LIVES.
SPREAD THE WORD BE BLESSED.
Written By Dreamer
He Lives
The world has turn this day into a day for Easter bunnies and eggs
Well you know that would be ok if Christ was still dead
If he never hung out on Calvary’s cross bleed and died for me
I’d let the world say what it wants and I might just agree.
I’ve never read about any other GOD, putting his love to the test
Humbling himself for the wicked and the wretch
He went down and snatched the keys of death, hell and the grave
He did it all so that the world might be saved.
Then he rose from a borrowed tomb because he didn’t need one for long
Just long enough to set the devil straight and right any wrong
Just think he was lied on, crucified, and beaten with whatever they could find
Not a mumbling word he said because he had you and I on his mind
But he rose early one Sunday morning never to die again
It is finished I heard him say my relationship restored with man
He also forgave those that caused him so much pain
Now that’s more love than any can claim
So how are we going to thank him this resurrection Sunday
I hope by giving him some glory honor and praise,
And by letting the word know that he still saves.
He’s been too good to me to continue to be silent and still
He Rose, He Rose, He Rose I tell you Jesus Christ LIVES.
SPREAD THE WORD BE BLESSED.
Written By Dreamer