Ring out, easter bells!


Once-wounded, stripped, lash-whipped,

punish punctuated that holy script;

Quake-opened graves, eclipse-dark day;

the tomb found empty, explain that away.


His tender mercies, so slow-detected

our threadbare veins with life injected,

our debts now settled: balance is nought,

this story outlasts all shallow thought.


Ring out, easter bells! sing, seasonal choir!

rhyme with worship, let poems inspire:

rescue deed done, deep mercies lived out:

sorrow-kissed brows, ironed-out of doubt.


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