He Gave

I can envision Jesus on the cross, and He is just hanging there,
Oh the pain and agony, His body had to bear,
Then the picture is of His being taken to the tomb, His grave,
I know the devil was happily thinking, he had defeated the one sent to save,
But then I can see me running to that grave, first thing on the third day,
I too seem astonished that it is empty, the stone had been rolled away,
Then I remembered His own words saying, that He would rise again,
And then I see my salvation, the Savior's plan to forgive my sins,
I gladly accepted the free gift, that He died to give,
And found that in an old sinful world, there is a different way to live,
To do His will in my life, to answer each time He calls,
And just as He gave His everything for me, I will also give Him my all.
Randy "Pops" Stone 09-7-10