A Slab Of Rock

On a slab of chiseled rock, He lay

That broken shell of a man

Betrayed, ridiculed, and broken

“Crucify him!” the crowd demand

Now He lay dead inside a tomb

Linen wrapped, anointed with spice

A stone, it sealed the entrance

Until the sun, it came up thrice

That stone? it was rolled away

For an angel, a simple task

The sun was on the horizon

The entrance its rays it basked

An angel loosened His shroud

Then began to slowly unwind

The face of our Savior appeared

The visage of a man treated unkindly

Suddenly His eyes opened

He filled His lungs with fresh air

Sitting up, He faced the morning sun

His rising He needed to share

A prophecy, it had been fulfilled

The Messiah would rise again

No tomb could hold His body

Nor His identity have to defend

From a babe lying in a manger

To our Lord Jesus crucified

On Earth, He had one purpose

For our sins, He willingly died

Now He anxiously awaits us

He will welcome us at that gate

Into His embrace, we will go

Eternal life with Him as our fate

Monday, September 19, 2022