Empty was the space in darkness.Not a light, ocean, nor wood.With just a word He mead it all happen,Declaring with joy that it was good.
Empty were the promises whisperedBy a serpent in a tree.Man and Woman fell from glory;But God had plans for death’s defeat.
Empty was the world from floodingWith Noah’s family safe from harm.Floating ‘neath a rainbow of promise,Mercy saved them from the storm.
Empty was the womb of SarahWhen Abraham embraced the hope.That God would make his people many,And give them land to call their own.
Empty were the offerings of law:Burnt and poured to save our soul.Which lamb or grain can atone for sin?Not one was found to fill the role.
Empty was the throne of a nation.A king they needed, or so it seemed.So God brought David to foreshadowThe One who is the King of Kings.
Empty was the wedding ring fingerOf a girl in youthful bloom.Mary gave her body and statusTo bring her Saviour through her womb.
Empty were jars at a wedding:A feast nearly ended in shame.Water changed to wine a-plenty;His Glory could not be contained.
Empty was a flask of perfume:Precious treasure, broken and spent.He said it was a perfect pictureOf a heart that’s humble, soft, and bent.
Empty was the cross that hung himAnd raised death’s arm in victory.The women left His lifeless bodyAnd traded hope for misery.
Empty was the tomb that morningAt the rolling of the stone.Now, O death, who is the victor?He is the Lamb who can atone!
Empty are my hands before Him;Nothing worthy can I give.My only hope lies in that LambWho emptied Himself so I could live.
“But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.”
Luke 24: 1-3
Luke 24: 1-3
