Stained Posted on August 1, 2016 by espiritumentelibre Robes of white stained in red He gave up the fight the ultimate price; He dies and bled The sky darkened the earth shook the trumpets sounded for all who harkened all was ended, or so it looked 3 days later, triumph rang all across the heavens angels sang the price of death lessoned Because He arose we have life He erased our woes no more is our strife He paid the price Death’s grip was let loose We were released from its vice Hope to the world was reintroduced Because He lives! Share this:FacebookTwitterPinterestEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...