Easter Poems for Church (Amazing Christian Holiday Poems)
These easter poems for church are very significant poems that have great depth and meaning. Easter poetry for kids that is Christian.
Easter Poems for Church
Easter Sunday poems and songs can be short or extensive and uplifting.
Freedom in the Cross
There’s something that occurred
on that evening at Calvary
that created such a lavish stir
in all of history.Upon that old rugged cross
our Savior bared it all
and offered himself a sacrifice
to overspread humanity’s fall.
The sacred blood that was spilled
wiped clean the sinner’s slate.
Christ paid the price for everyone
and carried our weight.A willing heart endured the pain,
and purpose paved His way.
He opened the eyes of every man
To whom He came to save.Though the tragedy of that day
will be mourned by those around,
our joy is found three days later
when He arose from the very ground.And through that selfless act of love,
we were given new life in Him,
set loose from our bondages
to experience true freedom within.
By, Olivia Lakis
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The Easter Story (Easter Poems for Church)
Jesus came to compensate
For all the wrongs we do.
He came to earth to die for us,
So we’d be born anew.“This bitter cup, let it pass from me,”
He cried, in a plaintive voice;
“Yet not My will, but Thine be done;”
He said, in His faithful choice.The Judas kiss would seal his fate;
He faced a hostile crowd;
The governor, Pilate, saw through it all;
Jesus’ guilt he disavowed.“I wash my hands of all of this,”
Said Pilate, “Let Him be.”
But the crowd yelled “Crucify him now,
And set Barabbas free!”Pilate yielded to their wish;
And Jesus was led away.
The soldiers beat him, and mocked Him, too,
Yet He continued to obey.A crown of thorns lay on His head,
As His sentence was carried out;
His hands and feet were pierced with nails,
But He did not scream or shout.“Father, forgive them for this crime;
They know not what they do.”
He said this despite His torment, because,
He was thinking of me and you.“It is finished,” he sighed in His anguish and pain,
As His body gave up to death.
The curtain tore, and darkness fell,
After He took His last breath.The best of the story is the very last part;
It’s why on Easter we’re filled with pleasure:
Death could not our Savior hold;
His power is beyond all measure.He rose from the grave, and was seen all around;
Ever since, He’s inspired devotion,
And we’ll be with Him for eternity,
When we get our heavenly promotion.That’s why Easter is a major event:
He suffered and died in our place.
He rose and forgave us and loves us still,
Our Savior of matchless grace.
By Joanna Fuchs
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Jesus Loves Me; Easter Tells Me So
Jesus loves me, this I know;
The Easter story tells me so.
He died for me to bear my sin;
He opened heaven to let me in.Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Easter tells me so.Jesus loved me when He died,
Loved me enough to be crucified.
But His death didn’t last very long,
Because His power is so strong.Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Easter tells me so.Jesus’ came back from the dead
I know because the Bible said.
Jesus is my Lord and King;
Love and praise to Him I bring.Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Easter tells me so.When I die, I’ll rise up, too.
We’ll all be in heaven, me and you.
We’ll see Jesus face to face.
Up in heaven, that happy place.Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Easter tells me so.The Easter story brings much joy
To us all, each girl and boy.
Jesus is my Savior now;
Heaven and earth to Him must bow.Yes, Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Yes Jesus loves me;
Easter tells me so.
By, Joanna Fuchs
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The Other Side of Easter (Easter Poems for Church)
You can look, but you won’t find me
Once where I used to be.
You may call, but I won’t hear you,
For another called to me.
You may reach,
But you won’t touch me,
For in another’s heart I’m held.
Another’s love is sweeter now,
A new life is complete now,
Sin and Death defeated now,
Living the other side of Easter.So much sadness standing still.
What was the point or purpose?
Nothing to look forward to,
No pleasure left to purchase.
Nothing more, I had it all,
That life – nothing but a circus.
Surrounded in my loneliness.
For pleasure is all meaningless.
Without Him, life is reasonless,
Living the other side of Easter.As I attended to my weary life,
Went on my merry way,
Buried sin that crippled me,
Too hard to face the light of day,
Trapped in a world of selfishness
My heart, a lump of clay.
But He never did forsake me,
He needed just to wake me.
He had somewhere else to take me,
To the other side of EasterI know I saw Him standing there,
His arms were open wide.
I heard Him calling out my name,
There was nowhere left to hide.
As if my life were standing still,
Just my heart that burned inside,
As a candle lights the darkest night,
He called me out of dusk’s twilight,
Brought into His blessed light
From the other side of Easter.When I touch His nail pierced hands,
My heart is filled with grief.
There is no balm to offer Him,
To bring Him some relief.
I give my heart and all I am,
In trust and full belief.
I owe a debt I can’t afford,
Eternal life is my reward.
Behold the Christ, my Risen Lord.
The other side of Easter.
By, Carol A. Andrews
Family, pleasant weather, and meditation are just a few of the lovely things that make Easter Sunday special.
In remembrance of Jesus Christ’s Resurrection, some individuals may spend their Easter morning at church, while others will spend the day with their children egg-hunting throughout the backyard. Join our community in sharing the poetry gospel to creative outside this space.
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