How Could We Forget So Soon? Easter

How Could We Forget So Soon?

An Easter Prayer  Poem About God's Provision

How could we forget so soon;

The agony you faced for us that day?

How could we forget so soon;

The sacrifice you were willing to pay?

How could we forget at all;

The miracle of your resurrection?

How could we forget at all;

Your power revealed in all creation?

Not one mountain is too tall;

The greatest ocean is never too wide.

No problem or obstacle;

Is too enormous- you still can provide.

Hells power could not keep you;

Life returned to your lungs that Easter day.

The angels stood by your tomb;

With great force, the tomb's stone was rolled away.

There you stood in the doorway;

Our victorious risen Holy Lord.

Death and Hell could not keep you;

You provided love to this world.

Perhaps the birds were singing;

Maybe Easter lilies lined the pathway.

Did the angels rejoice there;

In celebration of that Holy day?

We serve a  risen Savoir.

You see our hearts and know our faintest cry.

We serve a loving Savior.

Your grace is never lacking in supply.

Not one mountain is too tall;

The greatest ocean is never too wide.

No problem or obstacle;

Is too enormous -  you still can provide.

Susan Y Nikitenko

April 1st,2012 ©

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An Easter Prayer

An Easter Prayer

 Oh, Lord you give a song in the night.

While my head is on my pillow;

Your Holy Word brings me comfort and light;

Such a gentle peaceful  billow.

Knowing your love is unchangable -

and knowing you are merciful.

Brings me to tears  of gratitude;

For a fountain so beautiful.

A fountain of love, a fountain of grace;

Your pardon  flowing from Calvary.

For wretched  poor sinners just like me;

A fountain flowing abundantly.

A fountain of life paid for in blood;

Holy blood, perfect  blood, Your blood.

You died a torturous death that day;

 Yet your lips still cried out in love.

A victorious fountain of hope;

Eternal life offered to mankind.

To the lowest of lowest  sinner;

A breaking of fetters that bind.

A resurrection to a new life;

A new hope, a new name, a new day.

And as you arose from deaths grave;

So is the soul for which you save.

A fountain, Easter's story unfolds;

Living water so pure and free;

The purpose for which you were born.

To die, to live and to redeem.

As I close my eyes in whispered prayer;

Oh, may I praise you the night long.

In both my heart and all my dreams;

May you be the theme of my song.

Susan  Nikitenko

March 24th, 2012

Poetry And Other Materials On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All my poems with stories are both real and fictional designed to illustrate a biblical truth. All Rights Reserved. Please Include Site Name And Link Back To This Blog. Thank-You.