Easter for some is their day for the Lord
Gathered with time set aside
Bedazzled in clothes they can barely afford
It's vanity nourishing pride
Worshiping Jesus is more than one day
And what of His life do we tell
Events that we know and so therefore we say
He is risen, alive, and well
As He was, He is, and He's still to come
To take us away His reward
He died to forgive you whatever was done
Salvation He points you toward
He suffered three days, then sealed in a tomb
Can He return like he said
He appeared to disciples locked in a room
He died but He didn't stay dead
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