Once there was a grieving mother A widow, already without her man Now surviving also her son Imagine, if you can She walked along side his casket Probably supplied by charity Hand on the coffin, weeping, weeping I can only try to imagine First her husband, now her son Weeping, weeping Do you think she dared hope? Did she know Life himself was near? Could she know that the very Author of Life Would pass her say that day? But he did, Hallelujah, he did And with words, it happened The very lips, the very breath That had birthed the universe Resurrected that boy that day Could she have imagined it? Can you? Are you willing? But it happened And the boy came alive And let me tell you a mystery Life himself is passing by you today To breathe over the casket in your life Can you imagine? Are you willing to try? All things are possible to him who believes Give ear to words of Life today Echoing down from the dawn of creation Rise, live, dance and play...rejoice Tune your heart to the voice of Life More than a force He is a person No, you don't deserve it Of course you did not expect if Who cares if you 'feel ready' Life himself is passing your way Will you not cry out for him? Reach for the hem of his garment? Come be breathed upon Come back to Life Come be born again Stephen Pursell, 9/04 | ![]() ![]() |
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