Ressurection Sunday

We search not the living among the dead
The wine that is His blood and His flesh that is the bread 
We partake with His Word and in joyous psalms
Commemorating His death till He comes
That the slain Son of God rose
Having purged us of our sins and woes

We search not the living among the dead 
We search not hope in the things we dread
For a wiser and better one than Solomon and Moses
And a greater one than reason and fathom poses
Did the never before done and never after to be repeated 
And is now on the right hand of the Father seated 

We search not the living among the dead
Who only bruised a heel from crushing the serpent’s head
Claiming back for us earthly dominion 
And restoring to us the Father’s communion 
Praised be Christ from generation to generation 
Not just in mention but in adoration and veneration 

K. Muitherero
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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