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A Different Story By Brenda Drake

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A Different Story

The stone rejoiced as it was rolled aside,
The Creator of the universe was alive!
Glad was the napkin as it was folded and laid aside by the Lord,
His statement to world, He returned from death’s door.
The guards shook in wonder what they knew was true,
Jesus indeed did what He said He would do.
The women who were prepared to see what they already saw,
At the empty tomb stood in awe.
Sad hearts gathered to find strength to carry on in their despair,
Their hearts wept because Jesus, their Lord was not there.
Peter’s tender heart was pierced at the thought of the days before;
How He was saddened at His denial of His Lord.
The devils celebrated along with those who were in control,
Little did they know the great work accomplished by the cross and its cruel hold.
Heaven’ wept at the sight and the Father needed to look away,
But what a different story that is written on Resurrection Day!
Jesus was alive! He did what His birth planned from the start.
He died and rose again so death eternal sting did not need to be of our lives a part.
He is alive and His appearance caused hearts long ago to sing;
Now we all can rejoice and give glory to our Savior, our Risen King.

Luke 24:6-8
He is not here, but is risen: remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee, Saying, The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again. And they remembered his words,

He was Lifted Up By Brenda Drake

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He was Lifted Up

He lifted up the cross to go to the place,
Where His sacrifice could lift us to receive His grace.
Every sin and shame was piled upon His back,
So the death-penalty of your sin you need not pack.
He that is Light went into the dark, blight of sin,
So all in darkness could allow the light of truth to enter in;
He who was the Way became sin and lost,
So we would find the way to life and holiness by way of the cross.
He who was crucified, lifted up His life again.
For He who is Life could draw you to Him.
He is not dead, He is alive and well,
And you who are or were dead are able to a new story to tell.
You are when His, a living, breathing part,
Of the Father, Son, and Spirit very loving heart.
You who were dead is alive too.
Jesus, the Risen Lord now dwells in you.
Celebrate the glorious day when all men are able to see;
If they lift their heart, mind, and soul, they are able to believe and receive..

Mark 16:6
And he saith unto them, Be not affrighted: Ye seek Jesus of Nazareth, which was crucified: he is risen; he is not here: behold the place where they laid him.

He Saw By Brenda Drake

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He Saw

While looking over the city Jesus could see
That it would suffer because of apathy
How He longed to save it from such a fate
But the time was upon Him – the time was late
He know men’s hearts – the fickleness of man
He knew their great need and the Father’s plan
He saw as they lifted their voice in praise
That many would cry “Crucify Him” in just a few days
Heaven was watching as the multitude ushered in Jesus as King
They saw the little children dance and sing
Great was the expectation and excitement in the air
The streets were lined with Angels that were also there
Two realms were watching – one blind and one that could see
The eyes of man were hindered by sin and ideas preconceived|
They only saw their desire for a King to crown
They shouted praise as they waved palms and threw them down
But the heavens saw God’s great plan unfolding before them|
They could see man’s great need to be freed from sin
Indeed the rocks would have shouted if the children did not sing
For Greatly to be praised is Christ the King!

Luke 19:41-43|And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it, Saying, If thou hadst known, even thou, at least in this thy day, the things which belong unto thy peace! but now they are hid from thine eyes. For the days shall come upon thee, that thine enemies shall cast a trench about thee, and compass thee round, and keep thee in on every side,

Springtime in my Soul By Brenda Drake

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Springtime in my Soul By Brenda Drake

Easter-time is like springtime – everything starts new again
The air smells fresh and sweet; and new life begins.
Birds sing it seems without tire.
Trees are clothed beautifully, as the sun warms its fire.
The world has new freshness it seems in Spring;
As all creation bows before the King.
Easter-time is like springtime in my soul.
Since I met Jesus, I am new and whole
Because of His sacrifice for me,
Now my heart is able to sing.
I am warmed by His love and clothed with righteousness,
Because, of His victory over death.
“He is risen! He is risen!  He is alive,” I can shout.
He has forgiven me and has cast my shame out.
I stand before Him with faith in my eyes,
No longer disgraced and despised.
I am new and fresh, because of His love and care,
The Easter-time message with another I am able to share

Song 2:11-12
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

He is Alive By Brenda Drake

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He is Alive

She went to the borrowed tomb with heavy heart and mind
With the purpose to her dead Master to find.
She heard the angel say; He was not there,
“He is risen” was with her shared
Still she tried to find Him with blinded eyes,
She asked; a supposed gardener, (who was the Master disguised)
Where was He taken? She inquired again.
But, when He said her name…She recognized Him!
No one could say “Mary” with such love, as her Lord.
No one could ever fool her anymore.
She knew His voice: she was fully aware,
That her Lord was not dead; it was Him, standing there.
Even though she searched for the dead, what she found that day,
Was He was truth, life and the way!
Now, redeemed man is able to celebrate and rejoice,
They too, are certain, to clearly hear His voice.
He still calls His own by name.
He is no longer dead – He alive remains.
Rejoice… rejoice! He is risen is the song we sing.
He is alive! He that is alive, new life brings.
Look up, for He soon returns in like-manner as He ascended.
His reign on earth begins; when His preparations in heaven is ended.

Matthew 28:5-6
And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified. He is not here: for he is risen,