a new day dawning

Like day new dawned there rises in me now
the wild delight of God’s creative power.
One glance upon the bed where Jesus lay
has quite undone my cold and aching fear,
and, in its place, a stranger has appeared:
a trust that he who made the earth and sky
is recreating all, beginning here,
beginning now.
The race is run, and God
has overcome the enemy at last.
In Jesus he has loved us to the end,
and love, strong love, has triumphed over death.
- from an Anglican Easter Oratorio