Sunday, April 24, 2011

the third day

(The Three Marys at the Tomb,  by Wm. Adolphe Bouguereau)

Three Days

Three days our world was broken; the Lord of life lay dead.
“Take up your cross,” he told us who followed where he led.
Would we now hang in torment with thieves on ev’ry side,
our Passover shattered, our hope crucified?
Three days we hid in silence, in bitter fear and grief.
Three days we clung together where he had washed our feet.

Three days and on the third day, the women came at dawn.
His tomb, they said, was empty, his broken body gone
Who could believe the story? The dead do not arise,
yet he walks among us, and with our own eyes
we’ve seen him at this table; we’ve shared his bread and wine.
Hearts burning bright within us, we’ve seen his glory shine.

Three days our world was broken and in an instant healed,
God’s covenant of mercy in mystery revealed.
Two thousand years are one day in God’s eternal sight,
and yesterday’s sorrows are this day’s delight.
Though still Christ’s body suffers, pierced daily by the sword,
yet death has no dominion: the risen Christ is Lord!

lyrics by M.D. Ridge, music by Gustav Holst

( I've been looking for the words to this all day - finally found them!)


  1. I hope you enjoy your Easter, as well, Lisa. After getting some sleep, today is looking much brighter than yesterday. I love holidays, so this is good. :)

  2. and the tomb is EMPTY! Praise the Lord God Almighty!

  3. Val, I like holidays, too - and try to make something out of each one of them. That's what they're for - to give us something apart from the common routine!

    Dondi - amen and amen.

  4. I love the artwork you chose for this - Happy Easter!

  5. Thanks - sometimes I almost give myself a headache looking for just the right painting to illustrate my point, but then when I find it, I know it's just right!

  6. Beautiful! I hope your Eater was too..

    Blessings, Debbie