He Is Risen (A Linking Pin Sonnet in the Spence Style)
The stone was rolled—rolled far from death’s command,
Command could not contain the Son of light.
Light broke the tomb and touched the trembling land,
Land kissed His feet, awakened by His might.
Might bowed to love, for love could not stay dead,
Dead gave way when life began to rise.
Rise spread like fire where fear once dared to tread,
Tread turned to dance beneath the open skies.
Skies echoed loud the cry of grace anew,
Anew the earth beheld the Savior’s face.
Face of all hope, both ancient and yet true,
True as the cross, yet full of Heaven’s grace.
Grace walked again where sorrow once had been—
Been dead, but now He lives. He rose. Amen.
© Professor Dr. Joseph S. Spence Sr. All Rights Reserved (April 4, 2025).
Jesus has risen,
Rejoice, He told us He would,
Promised, just did it!
Rest
Today, celebrate this day. It is
Sunday but it is also
Easter. He is
Risen
despite diligence of virtue’s outreach
vice lurks adamant seeking a weak breach
sweet talking as it beckons with a grin
spirals down spinning slow into a sin
my path did once veer off the righteous cause
sank steady in quick sand of sinful jaws
my muddled mindset lured into abyss
basking in toxic air of faux pas bliss
upon hitting the grimy gloomy pit
at the very bottom I saw to it
I learnt to spurn the taste of tempting trait
the promised land of vice deceitful bait
He is risen,
He is lifted,
He is seated now on high,
And the glory round His head
Is there to stay.
He can never be defeated,
He can no more come to die,
He is risen,
Ever-living up on high!
“Christ, having been raised from the dead, dies no more. Death no longer has dominion over Him.” Romans 6:9
“Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime.” - Martin Luther
With gentle hands, He molds the soul
Breathing light past timeless shadows
Singing psalms of grace who’ll console
Loved by One who died and arose
His kindness paints admirers glad
In words of belief the heart knows
Singing joy to those who are sad
Loved by One who died and arose
With a soft voice, He stills the storms
Bringing peace everywhere He goes
Changing fates for those He reforms
Loved by One who died and arose
His word assures us that we’re free
Because of love that grows and grows
Grace holds answers, the real key
Loved by One who died and arose
With praises lifted so He’ll hear
I’m so thankful I’m one He chose
Because of Him, I’ll never fear
Loved by One who died and arose
Another sun has risen
And those dreams forgiven
Past miss takes were illuminated
And in sleep they were illustrated
Shown pictures of pleasures and pain
Painted on my mind it all seemed so plain
At the moment when hope had left me
The sun is rising, and I finally see
It was not a dream, but a nightmare
You screaming I was never there
And maybe you were right,
another sun has risen
And I find the light in my eyes now
Yes, it was a dream but some how
The darkness still sticks like glue
When every night,
I think of you
HE IS RISEN from the dead
The ground has been laid
The fee has been paid
The Words has been said
The crown is on His head.
Now the doors are open for you and me
And He want us to see, it FREE
Yes indeed, now to believe
And we MUST receive
Take it, it's yours of course.
As He sits, He stands, and visit
From the Father right hand side
With His Holy Spirit
He placed within our hearts
He is apart, far, far above all else
He cares for you and me
HE IS RISEN, HE IS RISEN, HE IS RISEN
Can you believe, can you receive
Can you achieve, take it, it's yours of course.
“He Is Risen”
Miracle Man
3/31/2024
Jesus Christ is my source of power,
my only hope.
As I navigate daily, the world’s
sin cursed slope.
He bore our sins when on the cross,
he was hung.
But it didn’t end there, the last verse
was yet unsung.
So today, while many live life in a,
self made prison.
Many Christians celebrate the fact that,
“He Is Risen”
Risen
Taking us out of prison and setting us free
The Son was Given
Now we can be driven by the power of His Word
The Cross is the Story that words could not tell
Jesus Christ receives all the Glory
He hung on the Cross and bled for us and
This ugly instrument of death was forever
Transformed into the greatest instrument of life!
Risen
Taking us out of prison and setting us free
The Son was Given
Now we can be driven by the power of His Word
Satan is sailing the Seas
God is absolutely Great
Satan is selling red shoes
The Lord is divinely Good
Satan is selling sneakers
God is Pure
Satan is selling incense
Gentle God, have mercy on us
Jesus has risen
He’s well and alive!
Copyright © March 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
What blessed dawn, this
Easter morn; we celebrate -
that Christ has risen!
An ache colored Mary’s heart,
Erasing the joy, the soft, the hope.
She felt destroyed by that dark
Moment before three days had gone,
By, when she’d find…
He’d been moved from that tomb.
A hollow feeling, it’s emptiness,
More daunting, more fearful
Than the brink of death,
When He said, “it is finished”,
His voice keeps ringing in her head,
As she remembers… He’s dead.
A grief more lonely than she can explain,
Haunts her spirit, washes her in gray,
But, in time, her heart will find consolation,
When she discovers, He is risen,
He is showing the world that believes,
His plan, His destiny…
Refrain:
He is risen, Our Savior has climbed out of the tomb.
He’s given our hearts reason to assume…
Forever, our lives will be changed, we’re all new,
Pieces of His victory; yes, He always knew…
He would rise,.. a risen Savior, Jesus Christ,
Forever saved us with the life He sacrificed!
With arms wide open up towards His father
He did go
Summoning the angels, as they raised Him
He radiated earth, with afterglow !
Loving eyes once pierced
lie still,
instilled with Love and Over-Shine!
Fifty days of Pentecost,
and no, He never counted cost*
Holy flames of Faith upon their blessed heads
the consecrated flame of sweet anoint.
He rose and then He Reigned
King of all Kings from heaven's lair
A Father who deserves to be crowned
let us thank Him,
for we were lost
and now
we're found...
If Christ had not risen
If Christ had not risen, our sins could not be forgiven.
We would never be able to be granted a pardon.
If Christ had not risen, there would be no way for us to get access to grace and eternity.
If Christ had not risen, what would we do for the sacrifice of the sin offering? Turtledove and bullock prices would be high, and sin offerings would be too much to pay for you or even me. Christ saw the problem, and He paid the price a long, long time ago.
If Christ had not risen, our souls would be lost.
But because of His blood, we are pardoned and set free at the cross.
If Christ had not risen, where would we spend eternity? That's a question each one must answer.
But thank God for Christ's victory; we are saved and set free.
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