HE HAS RISEN!
“He is not here;
HE HAS RISEN,
as He said.”
The stalwart guards stood watch that day
around a dead man’s grave.
Not mindful that He was the Lord,
they stood there, bold and brave,
till all at once they fell away
without a chance to fight,
for Jesus had returned to life,
and vanquished sin’s dark night.
The angel band drew near to praise
and glorify their King.
They crowded in to worship Him
and hallelujahs sing:
for they had longed to comfort Him
as on the cross He hung,
but He bore all the suffering,
this Savior, God’s own Son.
My sin was pardoned on the tree
that held this blessed Christ;
He took the punishment for me
and paid sin’s awful price.
Only the perfect lamb of God
could love a wretch like me
enough to die, enough to live,
enough to set me free!
The empty tomb, a witness stark
that Jesus lived again,
and soldiers fearing for their lives
knew Christ was no mere man!
O Jesus Christ, my dearest Friend,
O King of heaven and earth,
Though ages pass, no tongue can tell
the measure of Your worth!
Guest Poet: Connie Faust