Resurrection Sunday
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Belief, in something, is something, we should decide for ourselves.
Resurrection Sunday
By Franklin Price
04/12/2020
Resurrection Sunday is when Christians celebrate
The day the stone was rolled away, to give us choice of fate.
Three days before, Christ died for us, on that cross upon the hill.
God sacrificed his only son. He arose, is living still.
Took our sins on dying shoulders, for our evil debts to pay
The Son of God, to save us, died on the cross that day
Nails in both his hands and feet, a spear wound in his side,
Blood flowing from the crown of thorns, that's how our savior died
We never saw it happen, if we have faith, that's how it went
Then when we die, we'll go to heaven, that's why Jesus Christ was sent
We'll see his face in glory, by God's side is where he's been
Christ paved our way to heaven, to believe in him's to win
Coronavirus Easter Addendum
04/12/2020
This year we should not gather to profess faith for our Lord
To risk exposure to the virus is something we cannot afford
Let us help our God to help us, worship separately today
It's not time to meet our maker, even though we know the way
Copyright © Franklin Price | Year Posted 2020
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