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Apr 2010
Easter is more than what we see
It's something we can feel
The mighty stone was rolled away
That stood as the borrowed tomb's seal

He's Risen, He's Risen the women cried
For it's just an empty grave
Death is no longer His master
For He is no longer death's Slave

Oh grave, where is thy victory?
And death, where is thy sting?
The Resurrection has taken place
As the Angels began to sing,

"Today is the day Salvation is born
Along with Mercy and Grace
The King of Kings has returned to His Throne
To take His Rightful Place"

So remember, this Sunday as you celebrate
That He has Risen, who died
For it's not just the things that we see
It's what we feel inside
Written by
Larry B
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