Easter Poem

On the cross that Good Friday You suffered and bled

To save us from sin you were sent

We can never imagine just what You went through

A painful and heart-breaking end

Those harrowing moments when nailed to the cross

The words “It is finished” You said

A human life over, no joy to be found

Your days had now come to an end.

Then on Easter Sunday the happiest day

The joyful cries of “He’s…