The Easter Story

From the garden of Gethsemane

Where Jesus knelt to pray

To the betrayal done by Judas

On that grim and fatal day.


From the mighty hands of Pilate

Who wished to let Him be

To the noble priests and leaders

Who refused to set Him free.


From the crown of thorns upon His head

And lash marks from a strap

To the weight of such a heavy cross

Placed there upon His back.


From the thief who hung beside Him

Crying, “Lord, remember me”

To the gentle words of Jesus

“Today, you’ll be with me.”


From the darkness of the noon time

As He died upon the cross

To the earth that shook and trembled

In response to such a loss.


From the cheering cries of soldiers

As they took His body down

To the caring hands of Joseph

A follower new in town.


From the tomb where He was laid to rest

In linen cloth of white

To the guards who had to stand close by

Throughout both day and night.


From the stone that blocked the entrance

As it gently rolled away

To the miracle that happened

On that third and final day.


From the baffled look of soldiers

As they peered into the room

To the startled face of Mary

When she found an empty tomb.


From the strange events that happened

As the guards all turned and fled

To the words that came from angels

“He has risen from the dead.”


From the frightened eyes of Mary

As she swiftly left that place

To the light that flowed from Jesus

When she saw Him face to face.


From the doubt of His disciples

When she spoke of resurrection

To the fear upon their faces

As He walked in their direction.


From the written word of scripture

He fulfilled in prophecy

To the eleven who had gathered

On a hill in Galilee.


From the words that had been spoken

Before He went away

To His ascension into heaven

Where He lives this very day.


From the Bible on the mantle

Tis the words you need to heed

To find wisdom in its pages

And a light to sow a seed.


From the death and resurrection

Of the one we hold so dear

To the coming of His spirit

Now that Easter time is here.


From the colored eggs and candy

And an orchid trimmed in blue

To the truth found there in Scripture

Christ Jesus died for you.

~ © Marilyn Ferguson ~