Victorious

The world hung Christ up on the cross
As the world hung by a thread
every shred of hope was lost
If He did not what He said.
“Destroy this Temple, and in three days
I will raise it up again.”
He Rose and sorrow turned to Praise
Christ is the sinner’s Friend.
Earthquakes rolled that stone away
But “the Blood” removed our sins
And the empty tomb that Easter Day
Shouts to this day, “Christ Wins!” 

-Ingimar DeRidder