Happy Easter wishes
And all that is therein; Invisible and visible, Their notes let all things blend, For Christ the Lord is risen. Our joy that hath no end. – By Saint John of Damascus
And he departed from our sight that we might return to our heart, and there find Him. For He departed, and behold, He is here. – By St. Augustine
Christ has not only spoken to us by his life but has also spoken for us by his death. – By Soren Kierkegaard
Christ the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. – By Charles Wesley
Could life so end, half told; its school so fail? Soul, soul, there is a sequel to thy tale! – By Robert Mowry Bell
Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song. – By Pope John Paul II
Easter is a time to rejoice, be thankful, be assured that all is forgiven so life extends beyond the soil of earth. – By Byron Pulsifer
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Easter is not a time for groping through dusty, musty tomes or tombs to disprove spontaneous generation or even to prove life eternal. It is a day to fan the ashes of dead hope, a day to banish doubts and seek the slopes where the sun is rising, to revel in the faith which transports us out of ourselves and the dead past into the vast and inviting unknown. – By Unknown Author
Easter is the demonstration of God that life is essentially spiritual and timeless. – By Charles M. Crowe
Easter tells us that life is to be interpreted not simply in terms of things but in terms of ideals. – By Charles M. Crowe
For I remember it is Easter morn, And life and love and peace are all new born. – By Alice Freeman Palmer
God expects from men something more than at such times, and that it were much to be wished for the credit of their religion as well as the satisfaction of their conscience that their Easter devotions would in some measure come up to their Easter dress. – By Robert South, Sermons.
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I think of the garden after the rain; And hope to my heart comes singing, At morn the cherry-blooms will be white, And the Easter bells be ringing! – By Edna Dean Procter