He Has Risen

He has risen, from death's cold grasp released, A dawn of hope, where darkness ceased. Upon the horizon, where light anew, Breaks the night, in hues so true. From the tomb, where once he lay, He has risen, this glorious day. A miracle woven in sacred text, A story of love, complex, yet reflex. The stone rolled away, an empty grave, He has risen, almighty to save. In the hearts of the faithful, a joyous song, A testament of where they belong. In gardens of prayer, where whispers rise, He has risen, beyond the skies. A beacon of faith, of love divine, In His resurrection, a holy sign. Through trials and tribulations, we find our way, He has risen, to guide the fray. In His footsteps, a path we seek, A strength in moments, when we are weak. He has risen, let the earth proclaim, In every whisper of His name. A promise of eternal life, a sacred gift, In His rising, our spirits lift. So let the bells of Easter ring, He has risen, let the choirs sing. A celebration of life, of victory won, In His resurrection, a new day begun.