I would like to share an Easter song:
Peter came
in anguish on that Easter morning
Remembering
that bitter night and the way he had run.
He could
hear the accusations, hear himself denying,
He could
hear the rooster crowing with the coming of the sun.
But on that
Easter morning, a new day had begun
His anguish
would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia
Mary
came in sorrow on that Easter morning
Remembering
that brutal hill and the way he had cried.
She couldn’t
hide the tears, or the empty feeling
Or the
haunting question of why he had to die.
But on that
Easter morning, a new day had begun
Her sorrow
would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia
Andrew
came in anger on that Easter morning
Remembering
the cruel way they had him crucified.
He couldn’t
see their reasons or understand their fears
And he vowed
that he’d never forgive their lies.
But on that
Easter morning, a new day had begun
His anger
would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia
Thomas
came with questions on that Easter morning
Remembering
the dreams they shared as they walked through Galilee.
Was he the
Messiah, the one for whom they waited,
The one who
would truly set them free?
But on that
Easter morning, a new day had begun
His
questions would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia