Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior,
Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord!
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior;
Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord!
Death cannot keep its Prey, Jesus my Savior;
He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord!
The choir sang this song as Chris and I were baptized together. What a symbolic day that was! God had ordained that day for the two of us to be united in this sacrament. Years of completely different testimonies and wavering professions of our faith had yet to yield obedience to this display of our love for Christ.
We did not have the "wedding day" that I had dreamed of but God had something in store...Doesn't He always?
On the day we were baptized.....it was beautiful and completely reflective of where God had brought us from...our sin and what he covered us with.....his righteousness.....and who we are now.....made new. All because of the cross. Without that atoning death, justifying us before Holy God, claiming victory over the grave and rising the third day as our Risen Lord and savior....we would still be in our grave clothes. It is Resurrection Sunday. Praise God for His provision!
"Don't be alarmed," he said. "You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. He has risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid him. But go, tell his disciples and Peter, 'He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.' "