Now that we've gotten to celebrate Good Friday and Easter, I wanted to post the poems we used in the services so that we might be able to reflect further and continue in light of the inspiring reality of the life, death and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ. Enjoy...
Written from the perspective of Peter (One of Jesus' Disciples), beginning after Christ's burial:
He’s gone
How could this be?
What does this mean?
Have my eyes and heart been so deceived
Or has my mind drifted into insanity
Without any sign or symptom
But I know what I saw
This man came and called
Us lowly men of simple occupation
And spoke with authority his new revelation
His words left the Pharisees bumbling like fools
And his wisdom shamed the scholars
Surely he must have been more than a man
For none had seen works like that of his hand
I was there when Lazarus was raised from the dead
I watched the tempest cease when he said, “Be still”
I witnessed the five-thousand eat their fill
From a petty five loaves of two fish
And when he entered Jerusalem’s streets
The hearts of the masses were roused to believe
That He was the one who would finally defeat
The oppression of Rome
Reclaim David’s throne
And after centuries of waiting, restore our home
According to the words of the prophets
Have I gone mad? Was I wrong to assume
That this Jesus would dwell in a palace, not a tomb
He seemed so unshakable, like a rock was his will
But now all that stands is that cross on the hill
And the only rock left is the seal of his grave
I was so sure, my soul was convinced
But once Judas came with that treacherous kiss
I suppose the truth reared its ugly head
I guess I was wrong because Jesus is dead
Three Days Later...
He’s alive!
I can hardly believe
Do you know what this means?
Jesus really is the King of Kings
My soul can’t help but rise and sing
For the tomb is forever vacant
He is Lord!
The Messiah, he has proved to be
Fulfillment of every prophecy
His resurrection sets us free
Never to be bound again
I admit,
This is not how I thought redemption would be
To begin with a child so helpless and meek
But who can question the holes in his hands and feet
Or the wound in his side, not even I
Who when put to the test, denied him three times
This coward, has witnessed his glorious light
His reign now stands above reproach
And in His name shall I forever boast
Jesus, Savior, God in the flesh
Who swallowed up death by death
He is risen, He is risen!
Fill eternity with song
For I’ve never been so glad to be wrong
Forgive me Lord, for my little faith
For now I see
The eyes of my very soul are unveiled
And one Name above all is forever hailed
Jesus, Jesus, the Truth and the life
Who has rescued the wretch, and ransomed his bride
From now on He will be glorified
Every knee will bow, every tongue confess
That He is Holy, exalted, perfectly righteous
Mankind will cry out, the very earth attest
The songs of generations will rise and bless
The resurrected Lord
Who we worship and adore
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