Time
When God can seem to take too long
To hear our heartfelt prayer,
It doesn’t mean He hasn’t heard
Or simply doesn’t care…
Rather, like the Bible says
Take this as a sign;
The mill of God grinds very slow
But also very fine.
When God can seem to take too long
To hear our heartfelt prayer,
It doesn’t mean He hasn’t heard
Or simply doesn’t care…
Rather, like the Bible says
Take this as a sign;
The mill of God grinds very slow
But also very fine.
Tell me dear Jesus, how did you know
Exactly when to arise
From where You were lying asleep in the tomb
Far away from harsh cries?
Did angels croon to You soft songs of love
While weeping at what they saw
Weeping in pain at what had happened
When men had broken God’s Law?
But now it had come, Easter morning
Before the first hint of dawn,
Triumphantly, by Your own mighty power,
Life surged and cruel death was gone.
For You were both God and man at once,
You had overcome death
You, alone, would roll back the stone
Now You had life and had breath.
The soldiers fell back, as dead men they lay
Where was their power to guard?
Jesus of Nazareth, they thought to be slain
Could this be a job that was hard?
Yet who could control God, Himself?
He was more than He seemed to be
Now He lives on, never to die
And dwells in our hearts, glad to be.
An atheist looks at a lovely flower
And says, “A flower I see.”
Someone of faith says, “I see the work
Of the Creator of you and me.”
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Three days had passed since Jesus had died.
Still, in the tomb He lay…
But now the heavy stone rolled back
It was Easter Day!
Out he strode magnificently
The soldiers fell back as dead
Told to guard what couldn’t be guarded
What would Pilate have said?
Jesus had overcome cruel death
He proved He was God and Man
Though it was hard, He had obeyed His Father
It was fulfilled, God’s Plan.
He strolled to a garden where Mary was weeping.
“Mary” was all that He said
Here was her Savior! He had risen!
Jesus had come back from the dead.
Tags: Easter poems, poem about Easter