Making Our Way To Easter Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

See Him crucified!
See Him as He dies!
See Him hang there at Calvary!

Observe Him in cruel pain.
Listen to Him cry out again,
'Father, why hast thou forsaken me? ”

For us, He was crucified.
For us, He suffered and died.
Taking our place on that sinful tree!

He suffered Hell’s great pain.
Heaven’s lost would be our gain,
Paying for our sins, to set us free!

He surely died that day.
Was placed in a cold dark grave.
Enemies of Christ celebrated in glee!

Lying there, for three days.
The stone then was rolled away!
Then He came forth triumphantly!

Arisen, on that Easter day!
Arisen! He lives today!
Arisen, for eternity!