What is Easter to you?
Is it coloring
Easter eggs bright orange, yellow and blue?
Is it Easter egg
hunts or a bunny or two?
Is it going to
church that one time every year?
It is buying nice
clothes for the ones you love dear?
Is it hats, is it
ties, is it flowers and bows?
Is the meaning
forgotten, does anyone know?
Has the blood
been forgotten have the scars been erased?
Now stories of
Easter bunnies, my Lords been disgraced
As my mind goes
way back to that day long ago
The memory of
Easter, the real story I know
As my Lord was
convicted and unjustly tried,
For your soul and
my soul He willingly died.
But thank God
today that my soul He has cleansed,
He has loved me,
and kept me and forgiven my sins.
I thank Him, I
love Him for the blood he has shed,
For without my
Jesus, my soul would be dead.
On the third day
He rose with the keys in His hand,
With the victory
completely, my Lord is so grand!
Since He has the
keys to death, hell and the grave
Now we who He
died for can surely be saved
To me Easters the
victory, the joy and the love,
To me it’s the
Gift that God sent from above.
To me it’s the
blood on the cross that He shed,
To me it’s the
raising of Christ from the dead.
To me it’s the
knowledge of God’s love for me,
To me its just
knowing He set my soul free.
If you still
think Easter is eggs and fine clothes,
You need to be
talking to someone who knows.
So lets send our
minds to that day long ago,
The memory of
Easter, the real story we know.
He is not here, but is risen: remember how he
spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee ,
Luke 24:6
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