The Empty Tomb

The Empty Tomb


A stone rolled back, the dawn breaks bright,
The tomb stands empty, a wondrous sight.
Linen folded, death dethroned,
Victory claimed, the grave disowned.

Three crosses linger on the hill,
A story of love fulfilled by will.
The darkest hour, the cruelest pain,
Now eclipsed by life’s refrain.

Oh, death, where is your sting today?
The risen King has paved the way.
Hope restored, hearts set free,
Grace flows wide, eternally.

The earth may quake, the sky may cry,
But heaven rejoices, lifting high
The name of One who conquered all—
Redeemer, Savior, on Him we call.

From an empty tomb to hearts reborn,
In Him, the veil of sin is torn.
Let nations sing, let voices soar,
He lives! He reigns forevermore.





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