They gathered His body so tattered and torn
it was finished, the Savior had died.
They carried Him gently to an empty tomb
as the people watched, and they cried.
The tomb was dark, dreary, and cold
as they laid Him to rest evermore.
They all quitely left not looking back
as the stone was rolled to the door.
Three days went by then all of a sudden
the darkness was expelled by a light.
He had arose, as He said He would do,
the morning was so beautiful and bright.
He soon would ascend back to His Father
where He would sit by His side on His throne.
He would make intercession on our behalf
and we would never be lost nor alone.
Eddie Roush © March 2009
So then after the Lord had spoken
unto them, he was received up into heaven,
and sat on the right hand of God.