Resurrection
by Paul Purdayhttps://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/PaulPurdayPaintings?ref=seller-platform-mcnav
Can we but follow, where the women are?
For they with others have approached the tomb
Where lay the form of Him their fallen star
But saw within the early morning gloom
Something that they would not expect to see
The massive stone had now been rolled away.
Where could the precious missing body be?
And what designs would soon come into play?
Mary Magdalene was weeping mournful tears
Two angels would address her hard despair
Her questioning did not resolve her fears
But turning round saw Jesus standing there
His question called no recognition though
And would relay her fears to Him, whom she
Thought was a gardener and would hear her woe
He said 'Mary!' …… at last her eyes could see!
How wonderful, the resurrected Man!
How powerful, His victory over death!
For we can pause, and revel in God's plan
And see the glory of the Spirit's breath
As man, Christ died, but He as God arose
Death being dealt a mortal hammer blow
And everywhere are graves' discarded clothes
We now can live in resurrection's glow!
