Risen

The earth was silent that after-Sabbath morn

     As though creation held its breath

             The plan of God about to be fulfilled.

      No soldier set to guard the tomb could – even if he willed

           Stop the mighty act of God

                   As heaven’s power filled that tomb

And Life conquered death, sin’s price paid in full

             Forever – it was finished!

The women came with spices – early risers

         To minister to the One they held so dear.

Talking, wondering, how to roll away the heavy stone

              That had been set to seal the fate, to hold Him captive still –

This One who spoke of things too wonderful to understand.

Amazed, they stopped and trembled at the sight

             Of angels standing guard – the tomb was open wide

Their message clear – He is not here – He is risen!

His work was done

         Though man and Satan thought they’d won

As always underestimating the wondrous ways of One we call

Our Master, Saviour, Lord, Redeemer, friend –

         Holy One of Israel, Son of God

We worship You this day for You are worthy

        Who walked this earth and felt our pain, then paid the price of sin

So we can rise – set free, forgiven – to sing with thankful hearts

                To You our King of Glory.