THE SUN HAS SET
The
sun has set.
Our
Son has walked into the night,
And
that night was dark, indeed,
Made
the more opaque
By
one man’s treachery
That
manoeuvred our sinfulness unto his death.
Our
Son has walked into the night,
Laid
himself down,
And
now is still in death.
Sleep
on, Saviour sweet!
Brave
Warrior of our freedom’s battle;
Hero
of our redemption’s drama.
Sleep
on, dear Son and Brother.
Yesterday
and today you laboured;
A
splendid work, indeed,
But
the weight thereof
Has
laid you low
In
a stone sepulchre.
Yet
take your rest,
Tonight
and another.
Yahweh
once rested
At
the close of the original creation;
Why
not you
On
the threshold of the new?
So
sleep, sweet Prince,
And
take your rest.
Tomorrow
and a day will bring the dawn.
And
with the dawn new life.
Then
you will be King!
For
our Son will rise again!
- Fr. Mervyn Carapiet
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