Friday, March 28, 2008, 04:13 PM
He trod the dusty roads of Galilee
And took His first disciples from the sea.
James and John, the Sons of Thunder,
And Simon Peter, that granite wonder.
"Follow Me," He said."Leave your kin
And I will make you fishers of men."
Twelve in all sat at His feet.
Rough men they were and incomplete.
He made them whole with word and deed.
By His example they would succeed.
His death filled them with disbelief.
With numbing doubt, fear, and grief.
When the crucifixion came as foretold,
They were not wise, or brave, or bold.
The women came on the third day
To find the stone was rolled away.
"Do not be afraid," the Angel said.
"For Christ is risen from the dead."
But the Disciples still had fear and doubt
Not knowing what this was all about.
Then their eyes were opened and they could see
His ascension at a place called Bethany.
To take upon Himself the sins of all mankind
And give eternal life to all who seek and find.
Down through the ages to this very day
Christ is the answer, the truth, the way.
Like those Saints of old who did believe
We have but to ask and receive.
Hallelujah, the stone is rolled away
The Christ is risen: then and today.
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