Easter // Week 7 // Mar. 31 - Apr. 6

Early on the first day of the week

I slip into the darkness, while the garden lays sleeping

Feel the dew upon my hand, cool from the weeping of the stone

Night still clings heavy like a shroud

I whisper to the emptiness, and the echo is as loud

As thunder, it’s a wonder that the dead still slumber and leave us here alone

They have taken him, and I do not know where he’s gone

Then all the world is in motion

Running, like waves, trying to outrun the ocean

They overtake each other, brother tumbling over brother,

To the threshold, but daring not go in

Standing in the flowers, unbelieving

Hearing voices in the garden, “Woman, why are you grieving?”

They have taken him away,

And I do not know where they have taken him

They have taken him, and I do not know where he’s gone

Someone has taken him, and I do not know where he’s gone

Now I have seen the lilies of the field

And I have seen the sparrows winging o’er

But if this is how you show your love

I’m not sure I can take much more

Early on the first day of the week

I slip into the darkness, where the gardener is keeping

watch over the mourning ones,

He’ll watch until the morning comes aflame

“Sir, if you have carried him away,

Tell me where you laid him so I may go to him today”

His silence breaks my spirit, then so soft I barely hear it

He remakes me with the whisper of my name

I know they have not taken him

For I have seen the coming dawn

Lyrics: Greg Yoder, 2023

Music: Greg Yoder, Valerie Bess, and Taylor Bess, 2023

Vocals: Valerie Bess, Taylor Bess