Jesus loved Martha,
Her sister and Lazarus.
This sister is none other than
The lovely damsel Mary!
When Lazarus, their brother
Left them for ever
They wanted their love
To share their grief.
Left them for ever
They wanted their love
To share their grief.
And so send word:
“Lord, he whom you love
Is dead….”
“Lord, he whom you love
Is dead….”
Even in her grief
She rose quickly
To meet the Him
On the way.
She rose quickly
To meet the Him
On the way.
Seeing her weeping
He also wept…
He also wept…
Now, when Jesus died
The grief was manifold.
She stood by the cross
Came first to the tomb
Stood their weeping…
The grief was manifold.
She stood by the cross
Came first to the tomb
Stood their weeping…
Love can never be kept
Buried in any tomb
So rose to comfort the loved
Asking: “why are you weeping?”
Buried in any tomb
So rose to comfort the loved
Asking: “why are you weeping?”
Love knows no bound
And called “Mary!”
No sooner she realized
She turned to embrace!
And called “Mary!”
No sooner she realized
She turned to embrace!
“Cling not unto me,
Go instead to my brethren
Tell them that
Love has overcome death!
Go instead to my brethren
Tell them that
Love has overcome death!
Easter 2008
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