An empty tomb, A stone rolled away Speak of the Saviour Who rose Easter Day. But that was centuries And centuries ago, And we ask today "Was it really so?" "Did He walk on earth And live and die And return to His Father To dwell on high?" We were not there To hear or see, But our hopes and dreams Of eternity Are centered around The Easter story When Christ ascended And rose in glory. And life on earth Has not been the same, Regardless of what The skeptics claim. For, after the Lord Was crucified, Even the ones who had Scoffed and denied ... Knew that something Had taken place That nothing could ever Remove or erase. For "hope" was born In the soul of man, And "faith" to believe in God's Master Plan Stirred in the hearts To dispel doubt and fear And that Faith has grown With each passing year. For the Hope of man Is the Easter story, For life is robbed Of all meaning and glory Unless man knows That he has a "goal" And a "resting place" For his searching soul. ~ Helen Steiner Rice ~       Back To Jerry's Haven N Tell Easter Pages