He Arose
By Sarah K.
Do you ever wonder
What that Last Night
Was like?
Long, slow
Bloody death
Upon a wooden cross?
What all the ones
Who followed Him
Must have thought
For those moments,
Darkness won.
Sin conquered.
Death defeated.
But then...
He AROSE.
And light burst forth
On a glorious new day
Filled with hope, and promises;
And Love most of all.
When Night wins over Day
When sin beats down the good
When grim trials
And dark death
Awaits:
Wait.
Light always come after the Night.
Life will always come after Death.
For us, Night cannot conquer... cannot be the end.
Not really.
It never can again.
Because...
HE AROSE.
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