This Easter Season

This Easter season let me stay
With my Lord as he wends his way
To that dark day and dreadful doom;
Stay with Him to His burial tomb.

Let me be one who minds the cross,
Who comforts Mary in her loss
And as I hear His dying cry,
Be there to see my Savior die.

I would be of the lonely few
Who's still there in the morning dew
On what will be a brighter day,
To see the stone that's rolled away.

Let me go forth to spread the news.
Our dear Lord chose his life to lose,
To rise again on Easter Morn
That all who love him are reborn.

The Easter story oft retold
Is fresh as in those days of old,
When Mary and each faithful friend
Stayed with Him to the very end.

Joyce 4/15/03