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Buried Hope

Down from the cross
Laid in the grave
Jesus buried behind a stone
Hearts filled with loss
And emptied of joy
His sheep left all alone

Buried hope, silenced songs
God is laid in the tomb
Friday ends in darkness
All creation steeped in gloom

His body lay still
For the second day
Dead, inside the earth
He obeyed the Father’s will
So we can have a second birth

Buried hope, silenced songs
God is in the tomb
Yet, like a buried seed
We await the bloom

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A Christ Original

Jesus was a carpenter, 
What did He build? 
Imagine visiting a home, 
To hear the owner say, 
“This chair is a Christ original.” 

A hammer 
The tool of His trade 
With nails and beams 
My debts were paid 

Jesus was a carpenter, 
But His single greatest work, 
Was not to build, 
But be destroyed. 
So I could be remade. 

I am a Christ original. 

A hammer 
The tool of His trade 
With nails and beams 
My debts were paid