wallops1964 Poetry (1)

What Easter means to me
let me tell you my dear friend
It means a life with loved ones dear
that will have no end.

The miracle of Gethsemene,
the pain our Saviour bore.
That He loved me alone enough
to bleed at every pore.
That as my sins were spoken
He willingly took the pain
That I may be cleansed and spotless
to live with Him again.
I cannot comprehend such love,
such mercy and such grace
But when I contemplate this gift
I long to see His face.
To look at one who loves so much,
To whom I owe my all.
To one who lifts me when I am weak
And saves me from the fall.
I long to look into the eyes
Of my Precious Saviour dear
And with my hand just stroke His cheek
And feel His presence near.
Then thank Him for His kindness
And bow on bended knee
As with grateful tears I bathe His feet
For simply loving me.

I think of the journey to Calvary
after the injustice he had born
The mockery of a trial, been spit upon
And treated with such scorn.
The fatigue He must felt
As He journeyed to the hill
To do what needed to be done
To fulfil His Father's will.
Oh, what debt I owe Him
For each step He took that day.
For showing me how to face my trials
Whenever they come my way.
Then on the cross they nailed Him
Placed thorns upon his head.
Never once did He murmur
As with the thorns He bled!
Instead He looked upon the crowd
With love and compassion too.
Kindly He said, "Father forgive them
For they know not what they do"
He died for me in Calvary,
Someone as weak as I.
His mercy reaches out to me
His love I can't deny.

I think of the joy, the wonderful joy
The joy of Easter Morn
The joy that fills my soul with wonder
As I think of that Sunday dawn
When the stone was rolled away
And the bands of death were broke.
"He is not here, He is risen"
Were the words by the angel spoke.
My Saviour, my beloved Saviour
Rose that Easter Day
He rose, He rose my heart sings
let us walk now in His way.

Dear friend I hope this Easter
Will bring you joy untold
As you recognise you are worth
More to Him
Than any precious gold.
Our Father gave His Beloved Son
He gave Him for you and me
Let us then recognise our worth
And like our Saviour be.