death still stings

churches burned, churches bombed Easter Sunday morning harmed we are not safe; death still stings but to Jesus we will cling life on earth, sure can hurt God’s love we must now assert we are not safe; death still stings but Jesus knows our suffering hate can maim, hate can kill but God’s church prevails … More death still stings

Wood and Nails

Verse 1 The one in whom all things consist Descended from His glory To be a baby, weak, helpless A stable starts His story Snuffling snouts and heavy hooves Mom kept Him out of danger Just as the angels spread the news The Savior’s in the manger   Chorus 1 Wood and nails, Nails and … More Wood and Nails

An Easter Hymn

Verse 1: Friday was so black. Jesus was attacked. We nailed Him to a cross to die. We left Him in a tomb to lie. Saturday was sad. Jesus was so dead. That Sabbath we cried and cried. With Him all our hope had died. Chorus 1: But Sunday at sunrise inside His empty tomb. … More An Easter Hymn