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| The Body of the Dead Christ in the Tomb - Hans Holbein the Younger |
Cold In The Tomb
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
