It is the third day
Our hearts still very heavy
So much yet to say
Neither of us ready
A seven mile trek
To just north of Jerusalem
No looking back
Emmaus our destination
Not my first trip with Cleopus
A brother and a friend
Followers of the prophet Jesus
Why did it have to end
But who is this fellow sojourner
Seemingly unaware of the tragic trial
Jesus crucified by the priests and rulers
We hoped He would redeem Israel
But now His tomb lies empty
Angels proclaim “He is risen!”
This stranger speaks with authority
Opening all scripture pointing to Him
How He had to suffer and die
For our sins to be forgiven
But not until He broke the bread
Were our eyes wide open
On the Cross His body broken for us
The new covenant signed in His blood
Our risen Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus!
God’s perfect offering of mercy and love!
“They said to each other, “Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the Scriptures?” And they rose that same hour and returned to Jerusalem. And they found the eleven and those who were with them gathered together, saying, “The Lord has risen indeed…!” Luke 24:32-34 ESV
His Cup Pours Out 