A Sonnet by George K. Johnson (1920-2007)
At Sunday's dawn they ventured to where lay
Their Savior's dear remains, three days entombed.
But, stone removed, they heard an angel say
To them the greatest news ever presumed:
"...Not here, for He is risen, as He said."
Fled they the empty tomb in fear and glee
And met our Lord who urged, "Be not afraid,
But tell my friends I wait in Galilee."
Then told the Lord His followers to most
Precisely teach His laws, baptizing now
In names of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
"Lo, I am with you always," rang His vow.
By rising from the dead, our Lord did save
Us, ransomed from the power of the grave.