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I saw him die.
I saw him buried.
I saw his tomb sealed.
I saw two moons so set.
But when I came
to see on the
third day,
the stone was rolled away and
Jesus was there no more.
My soul cried out: "Where
is he?
Where can he
be?"
Then I began to look for
him,
everywhere
I went.
And I knew I would not stop
until I found
him.
Little did I know then,
although I
should have,
my search would be over
When the living Jesus
would finally
find me.
In the garden he asked:
"Why are you
weeping?"
On the road after he talked:
"Did we not
our hearts burn
while he talked with us on the road?"
In the upper room he said:
"Do not be
afraid. Peace be with you."
On the shore of Tiberias
he called:
"Come have
breakfast."
And on the mountain in Galilee:
"I am with
you always, to the end
of the age."
Seek and you will find,
because it
is he who finds you.
John 20:15-18, 21:1-14
Luke 24:13-49
Matthew 28:20 |
