| Some Easter Poems |
Meeting of the Easter bunny On Easter morn at early dawn before the cocks were crowing I met a bob-tail bunnykin and asked where he was going. "Tis in the house and out the house a-tispy, tipsy-toeing, Tis round the house and 'bout the house a-lightly I am going." "But what is that of every hue you carry in your basket?" "Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue; I wonder that you ask it. "Tis chocolate eggs and bonbon eggs and eggs of red and gray, For every child in every house on bonny Easter day." He perked his ears and winked his eye and twitched his little nose; He shook his tail -- what tail he had -- and stood up on his toes. "I must be gone before the sun; the east is growing gray; Tis almost time for bells to chime." -- So he hippety-hopped away. By Rowena Bennett, 1930 |
Remembering Springs of My Childhood by Sybil Vaughn 2005 Revised in 2006 Far beyond those winding mountain roads, through rolling Appalachian hill, In a simpler and quieter time long past on a Southern street named Turner, I fondly remember my mother's spring gardens, oh what a magnificent thrill! I have no photos except in my mind, vividly tucked into its farthest corner. Picture the blissful view of those glorious early yellow daffodils, in idyllic zeal Lining the yard’s edge, while pretty azaleas of multi shades of pink and white Add breathless charm and beauty with feathery cascades of blooms quite surreal. There's also huge majestic hydrangeas, can you imagine what a stunning sight! Mom planted the Easter lily that was a gift during my diabetic hospital stay, The plant re-appeared each spring reminding us of everlasting hope in Him. Mimosas with tiny pretty pink flowers and leaves that folded nightly to pray Attracted the humming birds; ah my nostalgia almost like a praising hymn! We were not among those who ask on Sunday "What today is our destination?" Our plans were made around the services, where we studied each Bible verse. Every Sunday and Wednesday we made our way to church without question. Easter I always wore a special new dress with matching shoes, hat, and purse. On this blustery cold Easter morning in northern Illinois in the present time, I look out over the chilled air, finding rows of appealing daffodils peeking up, Tulips and hyacinths awakening now, still small but showing beauty sublime. I am thankful for a devoted mother's influence; she lovingly overflowed my cup. |
E.A.S.T.E.R. E is for Easter, coming soon, A is for angels near the tomb, S is for stone which was rolled away, T is for tomb found empty that day, E is for early morning, the women are glad, R is for the Risen Lord, no need to be sad. ~Author Unknown~ |
The Miracles Of Easter by Helen Steiner Rice The sleeping earth awakens, The robins start to sing, The flowers open wide their eyes To tell us it is spring. The bleakness of the winter Is melted by the sun, The tree that looked so stark and dead Becomes a living one. These miracles of Easter Wrought with diving perfection, Are the blessed reassurance Of our Saviour's Resurrection. Rejoice! It's Easter! by Helen Steiner Rice Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled Let not your soul be sad Easter is a time of joy When all hearts should be glad. Glad to know that Jesus Christ Made it possible for men To have their sins forgiven And, like Him, to live again. So at this joyous season May the wondrous Easter Story Renew our Faith so we may be Partakers of His Glory! |
Easter Time by Ellen Bailey It was at Easter time nearly two thousand years ago That a man gave his life to save other men's souls For God so loved the world He gave His only begotten Son So that His spirit would dwell within the hearts of everyone It was at Easter time that they crucified our Lord They placed His body in a tomb and then closed the door After three days from the dead He did rise And ascended to Heaven up in the sky It was at Easter time that His earthly mission was fulfilled He showed us how we should live and the life we should build He paid for our sins so that we might be set free He did this for us and for all the world to see It is at Easter time that we remember these gifts He gave How wonderful life would be if we recalled them everyday Our burdens would be lighter and our worries would be few If the thoughts of Easter would last the whole year through |
THE EASTER FEELING... The Easter feeling does not end. It signals a new beginning, Of nature, spring, and brand new life, And friendship, peace, and giving. The spirit of Easter is all about Hope, love, and joyful living. Author Unknown |
| Jelly Bean Poem Little jelly beans Tell a story true. A tale of Father's love Just for me and you. GREEN is for the waving palms. YELLOW is for the sun above. BROWN is for the soft earth where People sat hearing of HIS love. A SPECKLED bean for fish and sand. RED for precious wine and BLACK is for the sin He washed From you soul and mine. PURPLE's for the sadness of HIS family and friends, and WHITE is for the glory of the Day HE rose again. Now that you've heard the story You know what each color means. The story of our Father's love Told by some jelly beans. So every morning take a bean They're really very yummy. Something for the soul, you see And something for the tummy. Author Unknown |
I'M GRATEFUL FOR THE CROSS (a song of communion) Lord, I'm grateful for the cross Cruel cross that has set me free Liberated through Your sacrifice Death secured for me eternal life Undeserving and unclean, but Lord I do receive. Lord, I'm thankful for the blood Precious blood that You shed for me Cleansing fountain, wash my sins away Full atonement for my deepest stains! Sweet forgiveness, can it be? Yes, humbly I receive. Lord, I praise You for Your love Perfect love brings me home at last Torn, the veil, now I may enter in I will never be alone again, Now and for eternity I joyfully receive. Lord, I'm grateful for the cross Cruel cross that has set me free Liberated through Your sacrifice Death secured for me eternal life Undeserving and unclean, but Lord I do receive. Liberated through Your sacrifice Death secured for me eternal life Undeserving and unclean, but Lord I do receive |
Crystal Tears Author Unknown Crystal tears fall from His eyes When He looks upon the earth. For what He sees breaks His heart, We live in abject dearth. He died on the cross so all could see The glories He created for you and me, But if we do not believe He died for us, Then He cries, and cries for us. The crystal tears toll down His cheeks, They drop on heaven's floor, He died and rose again for us, He is the one and only door. Into the presence of the Father, The ruler of all, on high. It is the name of Jesus alone That gets us to Him nigh. Oh, friend, please look to Jesus, He died upon the cross, And rose again the third day So we would not be lost. When we believe in Jesus As the risen Son of the Living God, Our furure is sealed in heaven, And the golden streets we shall trod. The crystal tears flow down His cheeks Because of His great magnificent love. He wants us all to live with Him In the heaven He created above. |
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Easter Is The Gift Easter is the gift of HOPE Easter is the gift of PEACE Easter is the gift of LOVE Let us rejoice in Him, Who gives them all. May God bless you at Easter, And keep you all year through. May God give you all the faith it takes, To make your dreams come true. May His love and wisdom always help, To guide you on your way. May His light shine down upon you now, To bless your Easter Day. Author Unknown |
| ALL I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE I learnt from the EASTER BUNNY Don't put all of your eggs in one basket. Walk softly and carry a big carrot. Everyone needs a friend who is all ears. There's no such thing as too much candy. Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day. Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits. Keep your paws off other people's jelly beans. Good things come in small sugar-coated packages. The grass is always greener in someone else's basket. An Easter bonnet can tame even the wildest hare. To show your true colors you have to come out of your shell. ~Author Unknown~ |
| IF Author Unknown If I had lived when Jesus lived And walked along with Him, When came the day that He must give His life for all man's sins... Could I have looked on Him? Could I have watched them drive the nails, Into His hands and feet; Or would I have to run and hide Until it was complete? Could I have looked upon the Cross Where Christ, my Lord, was hung? Could I have bathed His wounded side Or would again I run? But even now the nails are driven Into His hands anew; Each time we see His work to do And fail to see it through. Each time we hear a cry for help And turn our ears away; I wonder if we're not the ones That's driving nails today? So let us start anew this day And strive to help each one, That Jesus sends along our way So when our life on earth is done, Our precious Lord can truly say, "Come Home my child, Well Done!" |
Words to background music: HERE COMES PETER COTTONTAIL Here comes Peter Cottontail, Hoppin' down the bunny trail, Hippity, hoppity, Easter's on its way. Bringin' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy, Things to make your Easter bright and gay. He's got jelly beans for Tommy, Colored eggs for sister Sue, There's an orchid for your Mommy And an Easter bonnet, too. Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail, Hoppin' down the bunny trail, Hippity hoppity, Happy Easter day. Here comes Peter Cottontail, Hoppin' down the bunny trail, Look at him stop, and listen to him say: "Try to do the things you should." Maybe if you're extra good, He'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way. You'll wake up on Easter morning And you'll know that he was there When you find those choc'late bunnies That he's hiding ev'rywhere. Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail, Hoppin' down the bunny trail, Hippity hoppity, Happy Easter day. Unknown |
