And it
happened, as they were greatly perplexed about this, that behold, two men stood
by them in shining garments. Then, as they were afraid and bowed their faces to the earth, they said
to them, "Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but
he is risen... – Luke 24.4-6
There is not a whole lot more to be said, is there? Those
three simple little words changed everything. Death became life. Defeat became
victory. Despair became joy. Everything was turned upside down. The grave lost
its sting. Death died.
All because on that marvellous morning when the women came
to take care of Jesus' body the angels said 'He is risen.'
I miss the old Easter hymns. I love the words to ‘Christ
Arose.’ It says it all so well. Robert Lowery wrote this amazing song in 1874.
Low in the grave he
lay, Jesus my Saviour, waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord!
Up from the grave he
arose; with a mighty triumph o'er his foes; he arose a victor from the dark
domain, and he lives forever, with his saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Vainly they watch his
bed, Jesus my Saviour, vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord!
Up from the grave he
arose; with a mighty triumph o'er his foes; he arose a victor from the dark
domain, and he lives forever, with his saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Death cannot keep its
prey, Jesus my Saviour; he tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord!
Up from the grave he
arose; with a mighty triumph o'er his foes; he arose a victor from the dark
domain, and he lives forever, with his saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!
He is risen!
Praise God!
He is risen indeed!