My Risen Lord

My risen Lord, I feel thy strong protection;

I see Thee stand among the graves today;

“I am the Way, the Life, the Resurrection,”

I hear Thee say.

And all burdens I have carried sadly

Grow light as blossoms on an April day;

My cross becomes a staff, I journey gladly

This Easter day.

Author Unknown

And a special version for this strange year of near isolation:

The Living Gallery

Finally, watch the Living Gallery dramatic production from Bob Jones University in full screen. Great works of art are brought to life as people enter painting or sculpture:

Living Gallery: Rivals on the Road