From Luke 23:44-46: “It was now about noon, and darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon, while the sun’s light failed, and the curtain of the temple was torn in two. Then Jesus, crying out with a loud voice, said, ‘Father, into Your hands I commend My spirit.’ Having said this, He breathed his last.”
Darkness surrounds solemn ground
Bloodied cross witnesses death
Son of Man’s reign ending now
His journey, now out of breath
Heartless enemy praises
Night sky covers grave of death
Disciples fleeing . . . hiding
But grace, never out of breath
Son of God shall rise, be seen
Morning light erases death
Praising over vacant tomb
Alleluia fills each breath
Called to march with our Savior
Love forever conquers death
Crown beloved Christ, our King
Mercy’s everlasting breath
From Matthew 28:5-6: “But the angel said to the women, ‘Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. He is not here, for He has been raised, as He said. Come, see the place where He lay.'”
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