The daffodils waved gently in the breeze
And haze of green cloaked all the waiting trees
A world alive with Spring-time's hopeful ways
The crocuses peeped proudly from the earth
While primroses would cluster with their worth
To show the bursting life of Easter's days.
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On Friday, it was wintertime for all
Only the Cross in hardened earth stood tall
The day Christ died, would spread the world with gloom
It's over, yet would pay the price for sin
That to His heaven, all may enter in
And taste the nectar of Salvation's bloom.
Then it was Saturday, and they will wait
Their sad anticipation seemed too late
But Sunday came, the stone was rolled away
Christ burst the grave in resurrection power!
Our Mighty Lord had vanquished death that hour.....
Eternal Victor over death today!