Our Savior Lord Jesus It was his fate to be To die upon the cross For the sins of you & me Nails in his feet & hands Stab wounds in his side A crown of thorns upon his head He hung there till he died Then in a tomb He was placed All wrapped up in clean linen The opening closed with a stone When rolled away, they saw That He had risen Hallelujah! He has risen!
Reason for writing:
I was sitting here thinking that I wanted a poem for the
Easter Holiday. When the words, "He Has Risen" came to me.
I wrote them down. Then I prayed for help, to put words to
this title. And this is what came to me. I put it here for
others to enjoy & to remember what Easter is about. All my
poems, I feel are brought to me, by a higher source.
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