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He had died upon a cross
Three days laid to rest
Women came unto His tomb
With a vision blessed

As they saw the stone was moved
An angel then appeared
"Why is it you come to seek
A man who is not here?"


They looked into the tomb and saw
The cavity was bare
The shroud was neatly folded
But Jesus wasn't there!

The joy they felt beatific
When Jesus did they see!
They obeyed His next command
To meet at Galilee

In amazement and some fear
The women ran to others
Proclaimed the news Christ was alive
To the waiting brothers!

And two of the disciples
Did walk to Emmaus
To find the Lord amongst them
Though their eyes they could not trust
When they could see, and found it He
Said, "Our hearts burned within us!"

Then Jesus came, good as His name
To folk who were to wait
He showed his scars, the telltale mars
Sat with them and ate!

He led them up to Bethany
Blessed them all around
They were amazed, with His hands raised
He was lifted from the ground!
Can you imagine trumpeting?
Can you hear the sound?
Could there be it's equal?
In glory to be found?
Jesus rose to heaven

The clouds were then His

CROWN



SøułSurvivør
(C) 4/16/2017
I wanted this poem to be Biblically accurate.
Jesus didn't ascend into heaven on the third day, but appeared to thousands of people
before His Ascension!

HAVE A VERY BLESSED
RESURRECTION SUNDAY!

♡ Catherine
 Apr 2017 Keva Minus
Àŧùl
The seductress has learnt it,
But never has she earned it.
She always lavishly used it,
Pouting it away to ease it.
My HP Poem #1509
©Atul Kaushal
 Nov 2016 Keva Minus
Traveler
He hugged me
Tears running down his face
I felt him shudder
For the whole human race

Just who condemned him
Has always been clear
The righteous
The believers
The possessors
Of fear

Yet sympathy
I felt
For the Devil
Himself
Because forgiveness
   Runs through my veins...
Traveler Tim

We pay our debt sometimes.
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Let me drown in
a sea of
Lust
Let me die with
the memory of
Us
Trust, flung
to the ground
by a horse named
Riddled Doubt
with a broken leg.

They shoot horses don't they.
Don't look a gift horse
in the mouth
them's the rules
follow the yellow line
taking one step at a time
running is for the fools
take the matter up
high in to the clouds
spend more time alone
far away from the crowds
 Jun 2016 Keva Minus
kaycog
love starts out as snow flurries then turns into blizzards
 Jun 2016 Keva Minus
kaycog
He said he needed space so I gave him stars
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