Then Came The Morning

They all walked away,

With nothing to say

They'd just lost their dearest friend.

All that He said,

Now He was dead,

So this was the way it would end.

The dreams they had dreamed,

Were not what they'd seemed,

Now that He was dead and gone.

The garden, the jail, the hammer, the nail.

How could a night be so long?

Then came the morning,

Night turned into day.

The stone was rolled away,

Hope rose with the dawn.

Then came the morning,

Shadows vanished before the sun.

Death had lost and Life had won,

For morning had come.

The angel, the star,

The kings from afar.

The wedding, the water, the wine.

Now it was done,

They'd taken her son.

Wasted before his time.

She knew it was true,

She'd watched him die too,

She'd heard them call Him just a man.

But deep in her heart,

She knew from the start.

Somehow her Son would live again.

Then came the morning,

Night turned into day.

The stone was rolled away,

Hope rose with the dawn.

Then came the morning,

Shadows vanished before the sun.

Death had lost and Life had won,

For moring had come.

The sun was coming up on the first day of the week. Mary Magdalene and the other Mary came to see the grave. At once the earth shook and an angel of the Lord came down from heaven. He came and pushed back the stone from the door and sat on it. His face was bright like lightning. His clothes were white as snow. The soldiers were shaking with fear and became as dead men. The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid. I know you are looking for Jesus Who was nailed to the cross. He is not here! He has risen from the dead as He said He would. Come and see the place where the Lord lay. Run fast and tell His followers that He is risen from the dead.

Matthew 28: 1-7

Song: "Then Came The Morning"

Written by Bill and Gloria Gaither