Easter Part 2: Before Son Rise

Before Son Rise I really thought He was the One The King of Jews, our Kingdom come. Its like he knew God’s plan for me, to walk, in peace, eternally From shadows did he call us forth but now they’re cloaks of dread, Horror forms in silent screams, heard only by the dead. Stunned in an empty moment, no north no south no plan Just impossible sorrow, he was, I thought the man! Today our king hangs punctured, his death turned day to night Why leave me in this darkness, could not the earthquakes might... a wee crack to take me under, and seal my fruitless plight? I really thought he was the One The signs were there to see He touched my heart, forgave my sin, what man could set me free? Did I dream him calm the storm, or on the water walk? Did he not feed five thousand or was that just gossip talk? How many times did he say, his life ‘already given, handed over to evil men who missed the point of heaven. They searched the scriptures day and night yet failed to see the plan: that all of heaven and natures sings he is the Great I AM.