At once both shepherd an the lamb
I lost you on good Friday
How could I know our Father's plan
My firm foundation turn to clay.
Left behind in deepest sorrow
I look upon that Calvary hill
What worth is there in my tomorrows
My cup no longer would you fill.
Then beyond all that I can understand
You changed my sorrow into joy
With life and death at your command
My Rock they could not destroy.
Now by Thy wonders Easter morn
We understand and share together
That death is not a crown of thorns
But new life to live forever.
Note to the Reader:
These photos were taken in the Holy Land. The first is at the Garden of Gethsemane. The second at the Garden Tomb. My mom and I traveled to Israel together this past fall.What a blessing. Have a blessed Easter. The TOMB is empty!