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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required An Empty Tomb Inside a tomb sculpted in stones Lay a corpse, half wrapped in deep white, In darkness, with body and bones All over nailed and stained with blood; Such a sight, never any tomb Had witnessed or ever will eye, Prompted tender tears from the stones Like sad rains dripping from the sky. Yet, what a fortune for the tomb Just to host the Lord`s only Son In the midst of its lonely womb And grace Him with its open arms! Still greater was the tomb`s fortune To glimpse during the course of night, Appeasing the corpse`s deep wounds, Lovely angels all dressed in white. Deeper was the tomb`s amazement To witness one angel rolling The huge stone at the opening Of the round-arched tomb of sorrow. Loftiest was the tomb`s wonder To eye, at the outset of dawn, The white corpse risen from the tomb Lighting around trees and the lawn. Sorrowful was the tomb to view Mary and her friends shedding tears At the rolled stone and empty tomb And singly shivering with fears. But waves of rapture swept the tomb When Mary reckoned the Man in white, Standing nearby to be His Son, Much to every human`s delight. The empty tomb, living symbol Of life, of hope and human love, Transcends the bounds of time and space And fans faith in the Lord above. Centuries of the sands of time Have spanned the scrolls of history; The tomb, still sacred and sublime, Keeps on eyeing the acts of man. When will the divine tomb unveil All secrets veiled in its bosom, Spread the love instilled in its stones And bring battling men to reason! When will the sacred tomb witness The fresh arrival of His Son To span the shine of peace on earth And set a lasting spring season!
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