On the seventh day God
rested in the darkness of the tomb;
Having finished on the sixth
day all his work of joy and doom.
Now the Word had fallen
silent, and the water had run dry,
The bread had all been
scattered, and the light had left the sky.
The flock had lost its
shelpherd, and the seed was sadly sown,
The courtiers had betrayed their
king, and nailed him to his throne.
O Sabbath rest by
Calvary, O calm of tomb below,
Where the grave-clothes and the
spices cradle him we do not know!
Rest you well, beloved Jesus, Caesar’s Lord and Israel’s King,
In the brooding of theSpirit,
in the darkness of the spring.
- N.T. Wright, Easter Oratorio
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Quote of the Day - Saturday
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