Our Easter Day Christ
Christ, but a babe in a lowly manger.
But to so many, He was just a stranger.
Christ, so young preaching in the Temple.
But for so many, Christ was too simple.

Christ, a grown man proclaming salvation.
But to so many, a foreigner in His own nation.
Christ, a dying man on the cross crucified.
But for so many, Christ's way was never tried,

Christ has risen from the darkness of the tomb!
But for so many, in their life Christ has no room.
Christ, on Easter Day, telling He was alive again!
But for so many, Christ was too hard to believe in!!

                                                        
written 3/12/78
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