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.