Wednesday, October 17, 2007
He Rose Again
Easter morning, oh Easter morning
We praise you Father, God in heaven
for that morning,
when our sackcloth,
our mourning clothes,
gave way to wondrous white
rising from the grave, from the dead
rising on high to the glory above,
we rise because
He rose again!
October 17, 2007 11:58am
part of the Apostle’s Creed
We praise you Father, God in heaven
for that morning,
when our sackcloth,
our mourning clothes,
gave way to wondrous white
rising from the grave, from the dead
rising on high to the glory above,
we rise because
He rose again!
October 17, 2007 11:58am
part of the Apostle’s Creed
Labels: Apostle's Creed, Easter, Faith, father, flowers, God, Methodist, October, poetry, Poetry Where You Live, Raymond A. Foss, resurrection, risen, white
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