I linger at the
cross
and consider the
work that is done
the power of
eternal love
Forgiveness
The bloody
brutality of His death
and yet for me, a
gentle breath
The open tomb
He's gone
Through dawns
mist a woman's breathless cry
He’s alive
Gazing into
eternity
My Lord, my
Christ ascends
Bittersweet
Who can
comprehend
God’s son, the
perfect Lamb
Now, before the
throne me defends