Early Sunday morning as the sun began to rise.
People standing by the tomb could not believe their eyes.
The massive stone had rolled away; no one was found inside;
In fear they turned to look around; not finding Him, they cried;
An angel down from Heaven sat calmly on the stone;
announced to them that while they slept, the Lord they sought had gone.
As they walked along the path they came across a man
robed in white gold splendor with scars upon his hands.
"Do not be afraid." He said, "Please go and tell my friends
that God has raised me up from death and put an end to sin."
Those gathered there then turned to go to spread the great, glad word.
The story of the angel's song; The rising of the Lord.
Every Easter morning, as the sun begins to rise
we are oft reminded of that glorious Son Rise.
Jesus Christ is Risen!
Alleluia!
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Judith Shields Regini
