Most say He lived. Most say He died.
Whether He’s risen, you have to decide.
He’s in someone’s future, and in another’s past.
If He’s in yours, make a choice at last.
“I just can’t see it” goes a familiar cry.
“look a little harder, and have another try”.
Even Mary didn’t see Him till He called out her name.
listen very carefully and He might just do the same.
Father, help me see that He’s risen as He said.
There’s nothing to believe in if my Saviour is still dead.
He died and rose to save me from myself and all my sin.
I believe you now Lord Jesus. Come, and bid me in.
by Neil MacLennan
Keep me safe, O God,
for in you I take refuge.
I said to the LORD, “You are my Lord;
apart from you I have no good thing.”
As for the saints who are in the land,
they are the glorious ones in whom is all my delight.
The sorrows of those will increase
who run after other gods.
I will not pour out their libations of blood
or take up their names on my lips.
LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup;
you have made my lot secure.
The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.
I will praise the LORD, who counsels me;
even at night my heart instructs me.
I have set the LORD always before me.
Because he is at my right hand,
I will not be shaken.
Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body also will rest secure,
because you will not abandon me to the grave,
nor will you let your Holy One see decay.
You have made known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.