O God, Creator of heaven and earth: Grant that, as the crucified body of your dear Son was laid in the tomb and rested on this holy Sabbath, so we may await with him the coming of the third day, and rise with him to newness of life; who now lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
(Book of Common Prayer)
Cold In The TombHolbein's painting of the dead Christ shocks and stuns in its portrayal of the reality of death.
Jesus is dead, stone cold in the tomb.
The Lord of Life breathes no more.
The Marys weep, the mother, the friend,
Bereft, bereaved, their dearest gone away.
The Lamb of God, abandoned by God,
To ignominious death high on a tree
Of shame. And us? Left to weep
With the grieving Marys. Oh, God!
Night approaches; strength fails.
Heal our broken hearts; revive our
Weary bodies; renew again our
Wondrous hopes and dreams.
June Butler 4-7-12
Image from the Web Gallery of Art.
Just a note to say I've enjoyed your poems and art selections this week. A very happy Easter to you.
ReplyDeleteRuss, your kind words are much appreciated. Best wishes for a blessed and happy Eastertide.
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