Wayne Orr

In the hush of dawn, the stone rolled wide,
An open tomb, where hope resides.
The shadows fled, as light broke through,
In that sacred space, love’s promise grew.

From death’s cold grasp, a victory won,
The gift of grace, for everyone.
With every heartbeat, a song set free,
In the echoes of love, we find our plea.

The chains of sorrow, now fall away,
In the warmth of mercy, we rise and sway.
For in the empty grave, our fears dissolve,
Through the power of love, our hearts evolve.

The flowers bloom where once was despair,
In the garden of faith, we find Him there.
Each whispered prayer, a tender embrace,
In the arms of the Savior, we find our place.

His love, a river, flows deep and wide,
A boundless grace, our faithful guide.
Through trials and storms, we journey on,
With the open tomb, our fears are gone.

So let us rejoice, in the light of the day,
For the open tomb has shown us the way.
With every gift, and every sigh,
We live in His love, unafraid to fly.