Emptied

betrayed

and never so willingly so.

beaten

and never a protest or blow.

dead

and never so undeservedly.

buried

and never so hurriedly.

we waited, we held our breath, we wondered what was meant by His death.
we questioned, we cried, our hope nearly died.
days crawled by
we hid in fear
trembling . . . until
“HE IS NOT HERE!!”

emptied

and never so excitedly done.

risen

and never so eternally won.

He emptied Himself, became a man,
He emptied the tomb when he rose again,
He emptied me, in a work of grace,
I am His, I’ll see His face.

Happy Easter, everybody. He is risen . . . He is risen, indeed.

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