What I believe: that happiness begins

When we surrender at the cross our sins

To Him who never sinned yet bore our death

Of spirit when He yielded up His breath.

Our deadness wrought of sin He knew and bore

That we who walked in death would sin no more,

For off He shook death’s shackles and sin’s throes

And by the Holy Spirit He arose.

Now He who gave Christ Life, though dead and Dead,

Gives us, who once knew death, new Life instead

By dwelling in our hearts to resurrect

The temple that our sin from birth has wrecked.

If at the empty tomb True Life is found

Then to the cross will happiness be bound.

Where Happiness Begins: An Easter Poem

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