Easter Lives
Except the fact, He died for all our sins.
Almighty Gods’ Son showed us love.
Sincerity of the most precious gift for all,
Taking our sins upon the cross to bear,
Enveloped love in his daring passion.
Rebirth for all from a single, simple belief
Life is precious, but the hereafter is more.
Inside us all is a choice, we make alone.
Veraciously, we are upon the threshold.
Each one chooses, do not deny, betray or hide.
Say these words, “I believe he died for me“.
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