Early Easter morning
When everything was still,
I looked into the distance
At a lonely hill…
I seemed to see a vision
Of three great crosses there,

On one a dying Saviour
Whose head was bowed in prayer;
His voice was clear and gentle
As softly it came through,
“Father,” He said, “Forgive them,
For they know not what they do.”

Another glorious Easter
Is on the earth today,
A time for great rejoicing,
When we shall sing and pray
Glad hallelujah phrases
To laud the Son God gave

Who, on that Easter long ago,
Was victor o’er the grave.
But let us oft remember
The pain and sacrifice
That gave this day its meaning…
It cost a precious price!

by Nadine Brother Lybarger