Who are you looking for

This Easter morn,

A nice man who taught

Or the One Who was Savior born?

Who are you looking for

This Easter day,

A good man of yesterday

Or the One Who can show you the eternal Way?

What are you clinging to

This Easter morn,

Religion so comfortable

Or the One Whose body was torn?

What are you clinging to

This Easter day,

The precious things of this life

Or the One Who in the tomb lay.

Who are you telling

This Easter morn,

No one at all

Or all who are forlorn?

Who are you telling

This Easter day,

Your own private heart

Or to all whom you may?

Easter is more

Than a story that is told,

It is a personal encounter with Christ

To which we forever hold.