The Night Of New Hope

His life came to an end on the wood of a tree

On the wood of shame, He hung for all to see

Lonely, deserted by even His Heavenly Father

The Lamb of God sacrificed on the altar.

His bleeding, broken body was taken down

Laid gently in His mother's arms on the ground

Finally He was laid to rest in a tomb hewn from rock

A huge stone placed at the mouth of the tomb, to lock.

His disciples and His mother wept in the dark

It was the darkest of nights, sorrow was stark!

The Sabbath passed mourning for His death

They cursed those who had stolen His breath.

When the night descended once again

A stillness settled all over the plain

Pilate's soldiers fell into a deep-deep sleep

Their nightly vigil, they just couldn't keep.

The Moon flooded the scene with bright light

Suddenly an earthquake shook the site

The stone at the tomb's mouth rolled away

He stepped forth shining brighter than the day!

In the darkest hours of the darkest night

Rose the Savior, the Prince of life and light!

He defeated death and all its darkness

The affected soldiers rushed to report to authorities, heartless.

Angels sang and administered to the Son of God

The darkness of Night and Sin hastened away much awed.

Resurrection Sunday dawned with new hope

Giving humankind life to live, with new scope.

Image courtesy: Zoey Peltier