The Morning Dawns


A morning crisp though darkness reigns;

The Son goes dark, a world in chains.

Those who live destined to die

Love’s Substitute from beyond the sky.

Heaven bled – the earth was stained

A morbid end, now darkness chained.

Hope in the grave three days it lay

Then out it came this time to stay.

The end has now become a door

What birthed in fear now leads to more.

A wicked tree – An empty grave

A way to life – a place to crave.

The day is new, the mirror lies

A destiny’s full heart now cries.

The heart of earth by Heaven won

Death could not hold the rising Son.

The morning crisp, the shadow gone

Is disappeared in Easter’s dawn!

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