Proclaim

We watched Him die,the sky torn open,the earth groaning beneath the weight of sorrow.We stood, breathless,at the foot of the splintered tree,where mercy bled and hope seemed lost. We wept  (oh, how we wept)until the silence of the tombbecame the silence of our own hearts. But then,O morning of mornings!stone rolled away, light pouring in,and Read more