4/16/17 Through 4/22/17

4/16/17 Through 4/22/17

Sunday

Early in the morning

They rose to see the tomb.

Disciples all still huddled

Within the upper room.

When lo from in the heavens

There came a holy light

That shook the earth around them

And filled the guards with fright

Behold the Son is risen

No more among the dead

While women were conversing

The guards stood as if dead

Go tell to His disciples

To Galilee He goes

For now and all eternity

The font of Mercy flows

Monday

A tidy sum may quell the word

For them to play their game

When resurrected Christ is heard

Their story comes up lame

The truth a clarion to call

The poor, lame, and oppressed

His saving grace goes out to all

If sins are now confessed

Tuesday

Dear Mary called the Magdalene

Recalled to all where she had been

And that she saw in risen flesh

The Lord upon the morning fresh

Oh let me see with morning dew

The face of all I meet as You

And somehow come to understand

The love You have for every man

Wednesday

With blatant root of jealousy

The Pharisee and Saducee

 Condemned to death the righteous one

And crucified God's only Son

But now upon the third day hence

Some women from our group dispense

A word of angels sitting there

But not a body anywhere

How slow we are to see His hand

To grasp His way and understand

But when we break the holy bread

Somehow our hunger there is fed

Thursday

He waited there upon the shore

With breakfast and a whole lot more

The catch of fish was great this time

But from now on, it's souls they find

Friday

In privilidge I was raised with these

The Pharisees and Saducees

The law I know in great detail

It can't be wrong.  It cannot fail!

So how then can these lowly ones

Declare themselves adopted sons

And make the crippled man to walk

Ther must be something to their talk.

Saturday

Doubt no longer, but believe

The grace for faith now all receive

But some reject it out of pride

And thus begin a downward slide.