The Rising Of The Son Poem by Royston Allen

The Rising Of The Son



It was great to be awake at dawn
to celebrate that resurrection morn,
when Jesus burst through deaths' door,
and that He is now alive for evermore.
For He's risen in the power of an endless life
conquering death by loves great sacrifice.

The Rising Of The Son
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The Easter vigil from Good Friday to Easter Monday ended at dawn waiting for sunrise
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