Was It A Morning Like This?

Matthew 28:1-8

In the end of the sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulchre. And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it. His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow: And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men. And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified. He is not here: for he is risen, as he said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay. And go quickly, and tell his disciples that he is risen from the dead; and, behold, he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see him: lo, I have told you. And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great joy; and did run to bring his disciples word.

Was It A Morning Like This

By Sandi Patty

Was it a morning like this, when the Son still hid from Jerusalem

And Mary rose from her bed to tend the Lord she thought was dead?

Was it a morning like this, when Mary walked down from Jerusalem

And two angels stood at the tomb, bearers of news she would hear soon?

Did the grass sing? Did the earth rejoice to feel You again?

Over and over like a trumpet underground,

Did the earth seem to pound: “He is risen”

Over and over in a never ending round

“He is risen, alleluia, alleluia!”

Was it a morning like this, when Peter and John ran from Jerusalem?

And as they raced for the tomb, beneath their feet was there a tune?

Did the grass sing? Did the earth rejoice to feel You again?

Over and over like a trumpet underground,

Did the earth seem to pound: “He is risen”

Over and over in a never ending round

“He is risen, alleluia, alleluia!”

Was it a morning like this, when my Lord looked out on Jerusalem?

A blessed Resurrection Sunday to each of you, my internet friends.