He Is Risen

He Is Risen

by Louisa Parsons Hopkins

He is risen He is not here!" 

Come the dark grave anear
And see the angel of light
In his robe of dazzling white
To your longing eyes appear!

Listen ! Be of good cheer!
Love shall dispel all fear;
Fled is the sad, lone night;
" He is risen!"

O Lord and Savior dear!
Make the truth shine so clear
Unto our grief-dimmed sight,
Make the glad word so bright,
As to dry every tear:
" He is risen ! "

The Easter Guest

 The Easter Guest 
by Mary Lowe Dickinson

I Knew Thou wert coming, O Lord Divine, 

I felt in the sunlight a softened shine,
And a murmur of welcome I thought I heard,
In the ripple of brooks and the chirp of bird;
And the bursting buds and the springing grass
Seemed to be waiting to see Thee pass;
And the sky, and the sea, and the throbbing sod
Pulsed and thrilled to the touch of God.

I knew Thou wert coming, O Love Divine,
To gather the world's heart up to Thine;
I knew the bonds of the rock-hewn grave
Were riven, that living Thy life might save.
But blind and wayward I could not see
Thou wert coming to dwell with nie^ e'en me ;
And my heart o'erburdened with care and sin.
Had no fair chambers to take Thee in :

Not one clean spot for Thy foot to tread,
Not one pure pillow to rest Thy head;
There was nothing to offer, no bread, no wine, 

No oil of joy in this heart of mine;

And yet the light of Thy kingly face

Illumed for Thyself a small dark place,

And I crept to the spot by Thy smile made sweet,

And the tears came ready to wash Thy feet.

Now let me come nearer, O Lord Divine,

Make in my soul for Thyself a shrine;

Cleanse, till the desolate place shall be

Fit for a dwelling, dear Lord, for Thee.

Rear, if Thou wilt, a throne in my breast,

Reign, I will worship and serve my guest.

While Thou art in me - and in Thee I abide -

No end can come to the Easter-tide.

Book end paper by Walter Crane

 Description of Printable Paper: restored bookend paper, Easter flowers, Spring garden, flowers, for your personal crafts only, field of drawn rabbits, colors: peach, blue and yellow, very vintage, Read Terms of Use folks, end paper is designed by Walter Crane

• Coloring pages by Walter Crane
• Restored Walter Crane coloring and Silhouettes at Thrifty Scissors
• Guardian angels by Crane here and here

Vintage Easter Basket End Paper

Description of Printable Paper: restored bookend paper, Easter baskets, Spring baskets, flowers, for your personal crafts only, field of drawn rabbits, colors: peach, blue and yellow, very vintage, Read Terms of Use folks

A Cross for Coloring Easter Morning

Description of Coloring Page: a Christian cross by kathy grimm, shapes, patterns, spirals, swirls, hearts etc...

• "Raise Up The Cross!" from Color The Bible
• And Another Cross from Crayon Palace 
• Color sharing flowers with an Easter friend...
  

Don't forget to drag the png. or jpg into a Word Document and enlarge the image as much as possible before printing it folks. If you have a question about this coloring page, just type into the comment box located directly below this post and I'll try to get back to you as soon as I can.

The Wonderful Cross Medley by Taryn Harbridge

The poor and anxious, plod their dreary ways...

       "Poor, anxious, over thoughtful man ! He plods his dreary way - bowed down with earthly care - borrowing sorrow from the days to come - forgetful of the Heavenly Provider.

       Sweet flowers! Do you breathe of hope to his dim faith - whisper to his sinking heart of Him who so clothes the grass of the fields from day to day. Wherefore taketh he thought for the morrow? His Father knoweth his need. He will provide out of His own rich fullness. He will lift the shadow of care that smothers him like a pall. Oh! that he would but consider the Lilies!

       Has all pleasure faded out of your life? Do the clouds of disappointment shroud your sky? It is  better for you to die than to live, think you? Nay - consider the Lilies, with which God so clothes the grass of the fields. Life is not all a barren waste. Ah! through blinding tears, you can see no loveliness; but it is there - all around you still. Let your gracious Father wipe the tears away, that you may see clearly. He waits to be gracious - to do all you need - to comfort you, exceeding abundantly above all you can ask or think, for His own good pleasure. He giveth not according to desert; He measureth not His gifts by desire; out of His own rich fullness in Christ the Lord, He bestoweth to the full measure of the need, heaped up and running over - He giveth without measure, to the sons of His love in Jesus. If His face be hid for a moment, His kindness is everlasting. Ah! would you but consider the Lilies, and turn to Him for comfort and consolation!" A. Buchanan.

 "Consider the lilies...

Our Burial Places Sacred.

       How we linger around the cold remains of a friend till absolutely driven from it! How we care for it, as for some precious gem not always to be trodden in the dust! How reverently we commit it to the keeping of its mother earth; bidding it good night as if in attendance on the councils of royalty!

       How sacred is the spot where he lies! How often do we retire not alone to weep but to hold sweet communion with the departed, and say, "We shall meet again." - Rev. McClelland, D. D.