Easter comes but once a year,
Yet Jesus lives each day;
He died for sins upon this earth,
So He could show the way.

I am so very blessed,
He is my Lord and King;
So on this holy Easter morn,
Let alleluias ring.

Because of His great love,
I will enter heaven's golden gate;
And to see His precious face,
I can hardly wait.

Tears will no more flow,
And pains will fly away;
When my Lord's face
I see upon that day.

But right now I can celebrate,
The peace and joy He brought;
When rising on this Easter morn,
My soul He has bought.

So let sad faces dissipate,
Let's sing and shout for joy;
Easter morn is here again,
Brought by Mary's precious boy.

 

 

 

 

 © Sandra S. Oidtman - 2008