Heaven-Touched Hope

Heaven-Touched Hope

He bowed His Sacred Head--and wept,
While His sad disciples slept,
And bright stars shone in sorrow far above.
Then an Angel came to touch
The Form Heaven loved so much
--God's Greatest Sacrifice of Love.

He bore His cruel cross--and fell
Beneath Death's dark, dismal spell,
Tortured and bleeding; patient in His pain.
Then, Light of Life diminished,
As He cried, "IT IS FINISHED!"
And the Veil in The Temple rent in twain.

He laid for three days in a tomb,
While the Earth was robed in gloom
Until the bright Dawning of Easter morn'.
Then . . . The Father bent to touch
THE CHRIST Heaven loved so much . . .
And The Strength of The New Testament was born!

He raised His Sacred Head--and smiled
--The world to God reconciled
By sacrifice of HIS forgiving Soul.
Defeating Death's dark hour,
He rose in Conquering Power--
That we might come to His Cross and be made whole.

To humble hearts, by God's design,
He still grants His grace Divine.
Let Him set you free from every prison!
His Blood has power to save,
And redeem you from the grave
. . . JESUS CHRIST, of Calvary, has ARISEN !