The first morning
The First Morning
I stand in the midst of Hell
Pain and suffering surround me.
I arrived bound, but now I am free.
The thief lies cowering in the corner
I spread my wings and light spreads everywhere
The darkness flees before it.
I break the gates of Hell, those held for eternity are freed.
Through darkness and mist
I open my eyes and wake.
Light streams into the place where I am
A man in white stands by the doorway
Hands expertly free me from a shroud
Gently I am helped to stand
I stand by a cross
I see my friends running to the Tomb
Peter goes inside
He still looks broken
John looks around but doesn’t see me
I have risen
Mary is left, she sees me
Asks me what I have done with the body.
Sweet Joy. Mary understands.
I am left alone with the cross and an empty tomb
I am risen
I am the resurrection and the life
Come to me and I will give you rest
Today is the new beginning, the new covenant
Live with me! I am risen so that you may rise in me