Linda Kruschke on life and death, faith and fearlessness, music and poetry
They triumphed over him
by the blood of the Lamb
and by the word of their testimony;
they did not love their lives so much
as to shrink from death.
Revelation 12:11 (NIV).
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At the cross At the cross Satan thought he was boss But he was defeated Death was deftly cheated Of its power over us Jesus not forsaken Our faith unshaken
His light and momentary trouble hanging on the cross far outweighs my trials each and every loss He gained my salvation eternal life with God By His sacrifice I’m awed
Hosanna in the highest Today that’s what they say As palm branches sway But there’s still agony to pray Hell to pay They’ll forget this day In five days’ time
Tables turned Coins scattered Spark a murderous rage Caiaphas hatches a plan To kill just one man His anger to assuage Pilate is his pawn Still Jesus rose at dawn
Dark The day As if night My soul cries out Redemption
Your disciples all hid away terrified that dark Saturday Not knowing what to do now that men had crucified You Hope that day was hidden too doubting what You said was true Wondering if You would really rise or if … Continue reading