An Easter people

We are an easter people
And Alleluia is our song*

We stand where we fell
we glorify in his love

we look to the future
where our pasts have lead

From the misery
to the mercy

our lives are enigmas
are signs contrary

Struggles and failures
weakness and darkness

yet the dark fades
on that fateful day

The day the tomb
rolled away

and empty the
tomb displayed

we have not made
the finish yet

hoping we strive
each day

to meet the end
with His grace

to sing Alleluia
in death's face

to sing Alleluia
at our past mistakes

Peter our guide
our redeemed example

Three times denied
the crucified

Three times replied
"you know Lord"

"you know Lord"
"you know Lord"

"That I love you"
Alleluia

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(Quote by St. JPII the Great)

I come

Oh my lord!
my God!
My king!
and master.

I fail every day to serve you
to fall at your feet and beg
for this life that serves
so poorly
so weakly

my hope is your mercy
yet i deserve death

Purify me
Renew me
Engulf me
Restore me.

Draw me to your depths
to the depths that burn
and torture
from sheer innocence

show me my darkness

the coal black
with your pure light

touch my pride
with your perfection
reveal my imperfection
my jealousy
my hatred
my darkness

and when I see
send our Mother
comfort me

heal the wounds
that this glass
may become clear