"The stone was rolled away," they say,
but not to set Him free...
That giant stone was naught to Him
(He walked through walls, you see.)
It was for the women
that the stone was moved that day,
And for you and me, and for all men
who look to Him in faith.
What to the world was failure,
was, in truth, great victory!
He has the keys of death and Hades,
and He has set us free!
He has done the hardest part;
He suffered and He died
And moved the stone to let us in,
the gates He opened wide
To His Father's kingdom,
of which we are the heirs,
Where sin and sorrow have no place,
where we will have no cares.
Eternal life, and love, and peace
are only through His grace;
Because He lives, we, too, shall live
we shall behold His face.
The Lord is risen, He is risen!
He is risen indeed!
© 1994 by Marie DisBrow
Sister Marie DisBrow lives with her husband in a wooded area of northern
California. After years of living in a big city and working as an
electronics technician, she now enjoys a much simpler life. Marie writes
poetry, Christian devotionals and articles, and has a multi-generational
novel in progress.