On day three, here's what was found;
They couldn't keep Him in the ground.
So for Christ, to meet his doom,
They blocked the entrance to the tomb.
A rolling stone was put in place,
A seal of wax upon its face.
Roman guards to watch the sight,
Duty bound, all day and night.
With all power they had wrought,
With all strength, they had sought,
With all faith they relied,
On the Cross, he had died.
But when came the dawn of day,
The tomb was empty where he lay.
A mighty angel gave a shout,
'He's not here' and lest you doubt;
The massive stone was rolled away,
In the grave Christ didn't stay,
He rose that day in victory,
He conquered death, for you and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem