O marvel all, at this rising
Of the SON before us.
T’was but two days since,
We saw with our own eyes,
This same SON fall, and
Then began a darkness for
Us, that seemed to be without end.
Heard we not the wicked mocking
"believe you still you'll see this SON rising?"
And heard we not our
Brethren chiding - "what now,
Now that our LIGHT has left us,
and we are in this dark,
Reduced to hiding?"
But, O marvel all,
Marvel and rejoice.
Again, I say rejoice.
This same Son that we saw fall,
Has risen, and renewed
Our world, forevermore.
This first Easter morn.
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