In the Garden, in the World
(audio version)
Read: John 20:1-18
Walking slowly in the dawning
burdened with grief
burdened with oil and spices
burdened with a task – an act of Love
To the tomb they come wondering
how could He be dead?
how can we bear it?
how can we roll away that stone?
Shocked to stillness, to standing
the guards are gone
the tomb is opened
the angel tells them that He is risen
Running to the disciples, then with two returning
the men look in
see He is not there
return pondering, confused
Left behind in the Garden, wondering
where can I find Him?
where have they taken Him?
where have you taken Him?
Asking the Gardener, weeping
hears Him call her name
sees Him welcome her
worships Him, falling at His feet
Listening to His Word, worshiping
“don’t fear, trust Me
“don’t hold Me, proclaim Me,
“tell them to come to Me.”
I see the scene unfold, marveling
The Tomb is empty!
The Tomb is empty!
The Tomb is empty! Hallelujah!
Mary met Him in the Garden
where will I meet Him? Here?
Mary worshiped Him as soon as she knew Him
when will I worship Him? Now?
Mary knew Him as her Lord, her all
what is He to me? Savior?
Mary ran to tell her friends to meet Him
whom will I tell? Anyone? Everyone?
Mary spent her life serving Him who saved her
why don’t I? how can I not?
Charlie van Becelaere
(audio version)
Read: John 20:1-18
Walking slowly in the dawning
burdened with grief
burdened with oil and spices
burdened with a task – an act of Love
To the tomb they come wondering
how could He be dead?
how can we bear it?
how can we roll away that stone?
Shocked to stillness, to standing
the guards are gone
the tomb is opened
the angel tells them that He is risen
Running to the disciples, then with two returning
the men look in
see He is not there
return pondering, confused
Left behind in the Garden, wondering
where can I find Him?
where have they taken Him?
where have you taken Him?
Asking the Gardener, weeping
hears Him call her name
sees Him welcome her
worships Him, falling at His feet
Listening to His Word, worshiping
“don’t fear, trust Me
“don’t hold Me, proclaim Me,
“tell them to come to Me.”
I see the scene unfold, marveling
The Tomb is empty!
The Tomb is empty!
The Tomb is empty! Hallelujah!
Mary met Him in the Garden
where will I meet Him? Here?
Mary worshiped Him as soon as she knew Him
when will I worship Him? Now?
Mary knew Him as her Lord, her all
what is He to me? Savior?
Mary ran to tell her friends to meet Him
whom will I tell? Anyone? Everyone?
Mary spent her life serving Him who saved her
why don’t I? how can I not?
Charlie van Becelaere
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