I wonder how it felt 

Hopelessness displayed 

Once messiah, Prophet friend 

Now body, rags and grave 

Remembering as Jesus stormed the temple

As the tables overturned 

A betrayed garden kiss 

Judas’ sin wages earned 

So many people 

So many years 

All those promises 

Now met with tears 

I wonder how it felt 

The saving plan of Yahweh 

Not paused or thwarted

But dead – buried away

Did the disciples give up I wonder?

Did they decide God didn’t care? 

As the religious might and empire 

Ended their joy in misery and despair

So many people 

So many years 

All those promises 

Now met with tears 

Then that Sunday morning 

Tremors felt as mourners cried 

Appearance as of lightning 

The stone is rolled aside

“He is not here” declares an angel 

The mourners struggle to accept 

“For he has risen” declared the angel

His promise has been kept 

So many people 

So many years 

All those promises 

Now met with joy-filled tears 

Then the mourners ran to tell 

On the road hope did appear 

Not with a king’s fanfare 

But with the words “have no fear”

Now all who feel lost 

Searching for brighter days

Can rejoice with the church 

For in Christ our hopes are raised

So many people 

So many years 

All those promises 

Now met with joy-filled tears 

The sting of death 

Not numbed but finished, done

Thanks to the once for all work 

On Easter number one

What about you? Is it meaningful? 

I wonder how it feels… 

For me it changes everything 

The hope raised each Easter is tangible, it’s real

For every person 

Whatever the year 

Can enter into the promise 

As God wipes away every tear.