Music Monday: Death Was Arrested

[Verse 1]
Alone in my sorrow and dead in my sin
Lost without hope with no place to begin
Your love Made a way to let mercy come in
When death was arrested and my life began

[Verse 2]
Ash was redeemed only beauty remains
My orphan heart was given a name
My mourning grew quiet my feet rose to dance
When death was arrested and my life began

[Chorus]
Oh your grace so free
Washes over me
You have made me new
Now life begins with you
It’s your endless love
Pouring down on us
You have made us new
Now life begins with you

[Verse 3]
Released from my chains I’m a prisoner no more
My shame was a ransom he faithfully bore
He cancelled my debt and he called me his friend
When death was arrested and my life began

[Verse 4]
Our savior displayed on a criminal’s cross
Darkness rejoiced as though heaven had lost
But then Jesus arose with our freedom in hand
That’s when death was arrested and my life began
That’s when death was arrested and my life began

[Chorus]
Oh your grace so free
Washes over me
You have made me new
Now life begins with you
It’s your endless love
Pouring down on us
You have made us new
Now life begins with you

[Bridge]
We’re free free
Forever we’re free
Come join the song
Of all the redeemed
Yes we’re free free
Forever amen
When death was arrested and my life began (x2)
That’s when death was arrested and my life began

Happy Easter!

Grave

Christ is risen from the dead! By death, he trampling death and to those in the tomb, he granted life!

Music Monday: Do not stand at my grave and weep

Aside from the slightly Pagan overtones ;-), I’ve recently really been enjoying “Do not stand at my grave and weep” by Leah:

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Friday Frivolity: So close, Nietzsche, so close…

I know I should be posting this at Easter and not Christmas, but it made me chuckle so much I decided I just had to share it now…

Was Dead

Regrets of the Dying

“Memento Mori” went the medieval saying…”Remember Death”. In the thoughtful arfticle below, Jennifer Fulwiler talks about the top five regrets of the dying, a very useful resource to read in preparation for a new year…

regrets

Wise Words On Wednesday: A Life of Praise

I will give praise during my lifetime, I will not be a dead person among the living

– St. Ephraim

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