by Margaret Penner Toews
Who’ll roll away the stone?
Our arms are far too weak.
A score of willing, muscled men
we needs must seek.
Who’ll roll away the stone
so we can reach the Friend
who lies, a victim of the hate
and lust of cruel men?
Oh! Who will roll away the stone ?
Are all our gifts in vain?
When suddenly a shudder
rumbles o’er the plain —
the earth convulses as with pain!
Afraid, we fall to pray,
when lo! A gaping womb appears —
THE STONE IS ROLLED AWAY.
Who’ll roll away YOUR stone?
God alone.from her book Five Loaves and two small fish
© 1976 by Margaret Penner Toews
available from Gospel Publishers, Moundridge KS.