good Friday

We first met you in the garden
It was the one where we were made
You walked with us through Eden
And you called us each by name.

Then in the garden of Gethsemane
on the night you were betrayed
you chose the cup of suffering
the price of death you paid.

And on that Easter morning
when tears had filled our eyes
You revealed you’re in the garden
Risen, and by our side.

So today if you feel lonely
isolated in your home
Know he’ll meet you in the garden
where you’ll never be alone.

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Tell me something good today

Tell me something good,
Tell me something good this day

Something hopeful, something bright
I am expectant; it must be coming
Good news awaits – a┬ápeace is rising
In the depths of misery love enters in

Tell me something good
Tell me something good this day

Let me see the other side of this story
The side I can’t see in Gethsemane
But three days later –
shifted my world.

Tell me something good today