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