LIFT JESUS HIGHER

He took upon His mortal flesh
the burden of our sinfulness,
it pressed Him down into the dust
bruised and battered, beaten, crushed.

He was nailed and fastened to a tree
lifted high for all to see,
His life, not just another story
this tree, the birth place of His Glory.

He died, was buried in a tomb
this gift of love from Mary’s womb,
on the third day He did rise
and gave to all a heavenly prize.

As He walked from out His tomb
new life on earth began to bloom,
and when we keep Him in our sight
we’re delivered from life’s long dark night.

As He took upon His being pure
the pain of our sin to endure,
His act of love did e’er inspire
the need to lift our Jesus higher.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 15, 1994