The Author of Life consented to die
Death had a victory.
The earth gave a shudder, the land was dark,
No good soul could see.
How could this be the good plan of God,
Above the thoughts of man?
Either God had lost or else turned bad,
How could this be His hand?
As evil triumphed and good men wept,
All that was right seemed gone.
Yet when the LORD is in the fight,
The battle is not done.
How often in this earthly world
Our eyes don't truly see.
Where we see despair or certain defeat,
God works mightily.
With a triumphant quake one early morn,
The truth was seen at last.
The Author of Life could not be held down,
Death's dark rule was past.
Wonder of wonders, joy of joys,
Beyond all earthly thought!
God granted to us this great victory,
The peace for which He fought.
No matter the struggle, sin, or setback,
No matter the earthly loss,
We as God's people are assured of great gain,
Because of the Tomb and the Cross.
Death seemed at first to have full rein,
Wreaking grief and strife.
But God knew all along that this would be
The way to give us Life.
by Lauren
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