The Passion Of The Christ: Resurrection Poem by Denis Martindale

Christ's body lowered from His cross, placed in the tomb to lay,
Dead to the world Christ's body was, upon that fateful day,
As friends wept for the friend they lost, not thinking He would rise,
Because they saw what death had cost, before their very eyes.

God set forth plans of forgiving, through holy blood Christ shed,
Christ was cut off from the living, just as the Scriptures said,
The sacrifice of innocence, shown faithful to the end,
Thought greater than Man comprehends that God, His Son, would send.

Despite God's kingdom at Christ's feet, the Romans held on tight,
They know that they were hard to beat and fought with all their might,
Lord Jesus now the proof of that, the Romans smiled once more,
They guarded where the tomb was at, so people knew the score.

No resurrection promise kept, no Jesus standing tall,
Just Jesus, as His body slept, no future miracle,
Yet God saw where His Son remained, and chose to bide His time,
For many lost souls would be gained, through prophecies sublime.

For prophecies must wait their turn, fulfilling Calvary,
Then far beyond what Man could learn, fulfilling destiny,
Amazing grace now called enough, God's power proved a fact,
God's angels witnessed from above, now was their time to act.

That's when disciples gathered near, their mission to restore,
With each one having faith, not fear, and miracles galore,
To see the proof with their own eyes, to hear with their own ears,
To praise God as they realise each blessing that appears.

Behold Christ's resurrection day, disciples of the Lord,
For you will see Him walk your way, and talk with you assured,
Christ's resurrection miracle is something to behold,
Because God shared with one and all the greatest story ever told.


Denis Martindale. September 2020.


This Gospel poem is regarding the future Gospel
film sequel, The Passion Of The Christ: Resurrection.