The Day Life Died My Hope Became Alive

When I saw Him die on the cross, hope died inside of me.
When I heard Him say, "It is finished", I whispered, "Yes, it is".
When He breathed His last, I sighed with deep sorrow.

When the ground shook, I felt every bit of my insecurity.
When they pierced His side, it was like a dagger to my heart.
When they brought His limp body down, my heart sank with it.

No sign of life; life was pronounced dead.
And with it, the life I lived for hope.

When they carried him to the tomb, my dreams were carried with it.
When they sealed the tomb, they did so with my destiny inside.
When the third day came, my bones began to waste away.

You said you came to bind up the broken-hearted; the lost to seek and save.
You got my hopes up, only to be lowered with You in the grave.
You were our plan A-Z; it was supposed to be easy like 1,2,3.
Why have you abandoned me?
Are you the God you claimed to be?

Then I hear a voice say, "I Am", and the voice is familiar to me.
Then I open my eyes, I see a man; I feel like I know His face.
Then he picked me up, "For" he said, "I Am Risen".

"No sign of death; death has been pronounced dead.
For life cannot die, but it can put death to death."

"Oh, but I saw life die three days ago, I said.
I heard it breath it's last.
I felt the ground shake.
Then it abandoned me."

Did I not say 'where I go, you cannot follow me'?
Life died to give you life, but don't you know life cannot die?
Hope died to give you hope, but it is impossible to lose hope!
The day life died, is the day hope became alive!

Romans 5:5 "And hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us."