Death Destroyed – A Triolet
If Christ is not risen, we have no hope
But the resurrection is our sure truth
Death destroyed wins for us Christ’s righteous robe
If Christ is not risen, we have no hope
We would be pitied and no way to cope
Would waste all our days to old age from youth
If Christ is not risen, we have no hope
But the resurrection is our sure truth
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Thank you for sharing the hope and surety of Jesus with us today! Love your poems .. .think ‘book’ some day, okay? God bless you, Linda!
Deb, Actually, 158 of my poems are already in a single “book” document, though not in the order I want them to be yet. I just need to add my 40 Lent poems and a few family-related poems that I hadn’t originally thought I would include, and decide on chapter titles and which poems go in each chapter. I already have someone who has agreed to edit it for me. 🙂 I haven’t decided whether to self-publish or try to find a publisher, but there will definitely be a book. Peace, Linda