Resurrected

Came to the grave, my shattered heart Yet aching, did not wish to see The bruises, wounds that tore apart My everlasting Majesty. Thy mouth that spoke of courage, peace And promises to always be, Did utter cries of agony! That horrid day of tragedy! Mockery did echo loud, "If thou be king, then save thyself!" Wished my soul that to that crowd Thy glory would reveal itself. Yet here You lay in linen, bound I walk up to the door to see My Master, nowhere to be found! A cruel act of thievery. And as my tears fall to the ground Who do I hear call my name? Suddenly I turn around And answer to my Shepherds sound! The fruit of sin, you've crushed within The sting of death no longer wins! Your blood upon the mercy seat Has put the devil to defeat!!!