My Savior is dead.
Lost in a tomb.
Hands and feet scarred for my sake –
Yet I lay in sorrow for Him …I presume
I wander to his final resting place hoping for the unexpected
The stone cast away and my LORD nowhere to be found
All that was left were cloths that wrapped him
Are his words true, is this real, is it all connected.
Turning to see a man in flashing white saying, “Fear not!” Jesus has risen!
My spirit lifted and I was alive again
His words were true, and his ways righteous
For he is alive and living and no longer hidden.
Joy, hope, happiness arise from his grave
Hope and faith was given through Jesus our savior
Freedom from sin and death Jesus gave
He is alive and in him is no failure
Today is the day that Jesus conquers death
All creation can breathe a new breath.
— Cole H. Taylor