He Lives
Here on this early,
beautiful Easter morning.
Thoughts run through my head
that gets me contemplating.
Jesus Christ and his
miraculous and great resurrection.
That saves us from death
all through his connection.
Our perfect brother
through God... yes He lives!
Our friend, our redeemer.
I know now He Lives.
As the clouds slowly part
and the sun shines through.
With a steady beam of
light so pure and true.
Now in my heart and mind
I see my descending Savior.
Could it truly be
this souls lone creator?
Our perfect brother
through God... yes He Lives!
Our friend, our redeemer.
I know now He lives.
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