Blinding light
Revealed blood-soaked
Linens discarded in a
Rich man's tomb.
As foretold,
On the third day,
He had arisen.
He was raised
By resurrection power
To receive His reward:
The nations of this world,
And the glory of
His matchless name.
Written by Alice Parris
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