The Man From Nain Poem by Esther Moe

There once was a man from Nain
Who was coming slowly down the lane
He was carried by others on a bed
For he was clearly and plainly dead

When the Lord approached and touched his coffin
All were astonished for he did this often
Suddenly his mother stopped crying
The Lord kept the young man from dying

The world rejoiced when they heard the news
Especially the man who could walk again in his own shoes
So when I think death is a done deal
I think again for heaven's miracles are real

(based on a story in Luke 7)