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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
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC
The Clouds Were His Crown
~~°♡°~~ 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
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC
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