What Time is it?
Heavy hearts, awakened very early that day;
Before, the light arrived in its morning display.
They remembered; with eyes opened wide,
The past events, when the Master was alive.
How can it be, that it is now time to attend
To the dead body, of their dear friend.
What time is it? The modern man now asks on Easter morn.
Are too late for the early service when the sun-rise the sky adorns?
One …had a heavy heart,
That made sad preparations at the days start.
The other has heart glad….in expectation to see
The stories unfold; that they have committed to memory.
They see by faith the Angel that had appeared.
The wonder, of Jesus; brings them to tears.
He is risen! Their songs fill the air.
The stones been rolled away, and no one is there!
By faith, the sunrise service has brought it near.
The truth of God’s love again reappears.
What time is it? Is asked again.
As you start the new day revived, and renewed within.
Your Lord has risen; what have you to fear?
It is time to allow your life to show, the time is near.
For His return; when He gathers His loving bride.
When the Father says, “Son, it’s time to draw her to your side”
Which also said, Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heaven? this same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye