He Broke Death! Poem by L.D. Lawton

'Hey, Death that did not even sting', so the Scriptures brightly sing,
In ancient tales and lessons hallowed, truths profound and wisdom followed.

'O Death, where is thy sting? ' it rings,
In the heart of man, this question springs up,
From the sacred verses of yore,
A truth, a light we can't ignore.

Born from First Corinthians fifteen,
A message of hope, serene and keen,
Where mortality meets eternity's kiss,
And Death loses the power it will miss.

Hey, Death, once a formidable fright,
Now stripped of thy nocturnal might,
Where is thy victory, where thy claim?
When Life eternal lights our flame.

In Christ arisen, death has no reign,
No more the soul's relentless bane.
Death, once a terror, a fearful thing,
Now a mere whisper, a harmless spring.

Its venom lost in love's great act,
The resurrection, a divine pact,
To all believers, a promise was given,
Death is conquered, our trespasses forgiven.

Hey, Death that could not even sting,
To your defeat, we joyously sing,
A song of triumph, a psalm of praise,
For Love has guided us through the maze.

In the face of Death, we no longer cower,
For we are sheltered in His power,
With faith, with hope, our hearts take the wing,
Hey, Death, you did not even sting.

In this poem of divine grace,
We find our solace, our resting place,
A truth that makes the cosmos sing,
Hey, Death, you did not even sting.