I Fear No More

I fear no more For death gives forever life In death, life is known But without death I’m dead Death is no death since it bears the life But to live is death if I fear to die Life, there is in a cross gently born In painful patience and meekness In rugged road to Golgotha Perfecting redemption of man Life there is in blood that dripped out of head Adorned with thorn and thistle, Hands and legs nailed to the cross And in water that spurted out of side Punctured with weapon of the cruel guard Now He lives and dies no more That life may be portioned to the living dead Who lives in His death to death He lives and works in my mortal body To rescue my poor soul from the grip of death The vault is empty This is my confidence Shame to death and its sting He is risen! Contest name: Easter Poetry Contest Sponsored by Regina McIntosh