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Unspoken Words: Easter

Part 1: Good Friday Unspoken words – I hear them clear They speak above the rest I hold them near and hide them here: The heart inside my chest Part 2: Saturday Unspoken words – my Savior lay Alone in Joseph’s tomb Oh, heavy heart, cry not today For Sunday’s coming soon Part 3: Easter Sunday Unspoken words – the Son, He rose A new and glorious morn’ He shines on me and now I know I’ll never feel the thorns .
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Written by
DylanMcFadden
28 / M / Seattle
Published
Mar 1, 2018
Lines·Words
22·82
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#easter#resurrection#friday#saturday#sunday#goodfriday#jesus#salvation
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