Gone
are my hopes:
nailed to the cross.
Gone
are my dreams:
drowned in blood.
So much I gave -
for nothing?
Gone
is my Lord
and what I thought he was.
An empty grave.
Gone
my hope of a last goodbye.
Gone
the chance of one last look
at your so loving face.
Gone -
where have they taken you?
Gone -
what am I to do now?
"Woman,
why are you weeping?
Whom are you seeking?"
Gone
are my hopes:
nailed to the cross.
Gone
are my dreams:
drowned in blod.
"Mary."
At last
my eyes can see!
"Rabboni!"
Here
is no good-bye
but a new beginning.
Here
I see you for who you are.
Here -
for you are risen again.
Here -
and