• Jason Barrett

Was it a morning like this?

by Jim Croegaert


Was it a morning like this?

When the Son still hid from Jerusalem

And Mary rose from her bed

To tend to the Lord she thought was dead


Was it a morning like this?

When Mary walked down from Jerusalem

And two angels stood at the tomb

Bearers of news she would hear soon


Did the grass sing?

Did the earth rejoice to feel you again?


Over and over like a trumpet underground

Did the earth seem to pound, "He is risen!"

Over and over in a never-ending round

"He is risen, hallelujah, hallelujah!"


Was it a morning like this?

When Peter and John ran from Jerusalem

And as they raced towards the tomb

Beneath their feet was there a tune?


Did the grass sing?

Did the earth rejoice to feel you again?


Over and over like a trumpet underground

Did the earth seem to pound, "He is risen!"

Over and over in a never-ending round

"He is risen, hallelujah, hallelujah!"