He LIVES

This is a poem I wrote for Easter in 2011. I read it in Bethany, Israel the Monday after Easter this year. I love this poem I really feel like it explains my testimony of the Savior. I hope you like it. 

He LIVES

I want this poem to flow

Smoothly and graciously the words running together

To form a lyrical melody

A song for my Savior

My brother and redeemer

The man whose body was beaten

And broken, bruised and worn

To pay for a debt I had naively incurred

The child who never whined or complained

Who never did any wrong at all

So I could.

He was perfect so I could be a sinner

He chose the right so I could make mistakes

He walked on water so I could climb out of the pit

He died so I could live

He carried my burden because I couldn’t

He paid for my sins because I couldn’t bear the weight

The holy Messiah lived a life

I could never hope to achieve

Christ surrendered to mortality

Allowed mortal men to break His house of clay

How could a king let holes be stamped into His hands?

How did Jesus hold the world on His shoulders?

How did He bear all the sins of mankind?

I know not how, but I do know that He did

I know my Savior suffered for me

I know He died for me

But most of all I know He LIVES for me.

These words may not be sung by nations across the sea,

Or placed in a book for all to marvel over

This might not be the most glorious praise to Him

It might not be the greatest gift He receives

But it is the greatest praise I can give

It is the gift I lay at His feet

The poem engraved on my heart

For all to see

HE LIVES!

April 24, 2011