The Crown Restored

The deepest pits of hell bow in agony.

The highest heaven cries in jubilee.

Nature joins in song to its King,

for the crest of salvation

has taken its place

among the orchestra of eternity.

As He opens His eyes,

they tear the veil of death

in two.

He peers through the divide,

beholding His eternal crown.

In the unequaled act of victory and grace,

He takes His place

at the right hand

of the Most High.

He is risen.