When evening shadows gather nigh,
And twinkling stars light up the sky,
I hear my Master say to me,
"I made it all for you to see!"
When morning breaks with the sun rise,
I see the beauty in my Master's eyes,
I remember His tears when on the cross,
He died for all that were lost.
Slowly, as I awake to the sun's ray,
I recall in the grave my Master lay,
Oh, but on the third day there,
My Master arose without a care.
With a song in my heart and a prayer I must say,
Thank you God for this, my Master's day.
The greatest day known since time began,
They named it Easter in every land.
Author By: @ Fran Gaines
ŠApril 5, 2005