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 Homepage