*SILENT SATURDAY*
Laws of death, a seal is placed
Tomb is guarded, hope erased
Between the darkness, shadows fall
Silence reigns, where love did call
Waiting whispers, "He will not cease"
In quiet hours, the earth does keep
A stillness wraps, where sorrow's deep
The One who healed, now rests in stone
A pause in time, before the throne
A breathless hush, before the leap
The shadows hide, the morning's face
A secret kept, in a borrowed place
The heart of God, a slumbering giant
A Sabbath rest, before the triumphant
A moment's peace, before the grand display
But even now, a promise stirs
A plan unfolds, beyond the curs
The stone will roll, the tomb will break
And in the dawn, a new thing'll make
"He is risen!" echoes will declare.
Laws of death, a seal is placed
Tomb is guarded, hope erased
Between the darkness, shadows fall
Silence reigns, where love did call
Waiting whispers, "He will not cease"
In quiet hours, the earth does keep
A stillness wraps, where sorrow's deep
The One who healed, now rests in stone
A pause in time, before the throne
A breathless hush, before the leap
The shadows hide, the morning's face
A secret kept, in a borrowed place
The heart of God, a slumbering giant
A Sabbath rest, before the triumphant
A moment's peace, before the grand display
But even now, a promise stirs
A plan unfolds, beyond the curs
The stone will roll, the tomb will break
And in the dawn, a new thing'll make
"He is risen!" echoes will declare.
*SILENT SATURDAY*
Laws of death, a seal is placed
Tomb is guarded, hope erased
Between the darkness, shadows fall
Silence reigns, where love did call
Waiting whispers, "He will not cease"
In quiet hours, the earth does keep
A stillness wraps, where sorrow's deep
The One who healed, now rests in stone
A pause in time, before the throne
A breathless hush, before the leap
The shadows hide, the morning's face
A secret kept, in a borrowed place
The heart of God, a slumbering giant
A Sabbath rest, before the triumphant
A moment's peace, before the grand display
But even now, a promise stirs
A plan unfolds, beyond the curs
The stone will roll, the tomb will break
And in the dawn, a new thing'll make
"He is risen!" echoes will declare.
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