How Great Thou Art!

The Lord is risen! Alleluia!

As Father David said, the Resurrection cannot be explained. It speaks for itself, and nothing beyond itself can be said about it that would capture or expound on it. There's no box that it can be put in.

What can be said about the Resurrection that belongs to us to say is the effect it has on our lives, the way that it lives in us and transforms the world. These are the stories that belong to all of us and that we all have to share.

There's nothing about me that gives me more to say than anyone else. So, instead, I'll repeat the words of that great hymn that punctuated our worship from Good Friday to Easter Sunday: How Great Thou Art.

Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
consider all the works Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder,
Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed;

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
I hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze;

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come, with shouts of acclamation,
and take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
and there proclaim, "my God, how great Thou art!"

Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee,
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!