Saturday, 31 March 2018

RESURRECTION POEM


RESURRECTION

Let us sing of resurrection, 
And, with Him, our voices, raise. 
Let us sing of glorious dawnings, 
And in all our mornings, praise. 

Jesus, you are all our glory, 
We will bless with every breath. 
You, in heavenly brightness seated, 
In the dark, defeated death. 

Springtime chorus sweetly cherish, 
Him who stands at ever-dawn. 
Daffodils now trumpet gladly, 
He who saved the badly-born. 

Glory, glory, shout the story! 
Sing it upwith voices' lifts! 
How the God who died is living. 
And to Man is giving gifts. 

Now there is a hope of heaven, 
By His rise, another place. 
Because Man his Saviour chooses, 
And no more refuses grace. 

Let us sing of resurrection, 
And, with Him, our voices, raise. 
Let us sing of glorious dawnings, 
And in all our mornings, praise. 

Jesus, you are all our glory, 
We will bless with every breath. 
You, in heavenly brightness seated, 
In the dark, defeated death.

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