Hallelujah, What a Savior
On that fateful day He went away,
His disciples hid, full of fear and dismay.
His family gazed through tear filled eyes,
At the man non believers had despised.
The veil rent in two, which man could not do,
The sun was eclipsed when His time was due,
The guard at the cross was filled with awe,
As he realized finally, the son of God he saw.
He was laid inside a gifted tomb that very day.
Before the Sabbath time came into play.
Sunday morn the women came to prepare,
They found the stone rolled away, he was not there.
He was not there but his grave clothes were,
Folded neatly on the cold slab of his rest.
Mary cried where is my Lord? Help me please,
The "Gardener" said "Mary" and gave her ease.
This revelation hit her very core,
To the others this news she bore.
Disbelief was her reward for this news,
Until in haste to the tomb they flew.
They now knew what he said was true,
He had risen to save both me and you.
He came among them in the upper room,
To show he had left an empty tomb.
He told them to remain in the city ,
He said to them, you must not depart.
For when I go to my Father, I will send,
The Holy Spirit to fill your heart.
© Dave Timperley 20/04/2019
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