Just one word,
Yet it released me
From the heaviest dismay,
In the resurrection garden
Where I heard my Saviour say
Just one word: “Mary”.
Just one soul,
So undeserving,
And besieged by demon power;
Now become his little garden
And expected yet to flower.
Just one soul: Mary.
Just one gift,
Has changed the history
Of the followers of Christ.
Bless’ed blood’s redemption mystery,
We need never pay sin’s price.
Just one gift: Calvary.
Just one hope
To light the future,
And the world must know it yet,
Ere the lover of the sinner
Treads again on Olivet.
Just one hope: Jesus.
Just one life
Now worth the living,
And its thrill will never wane.
Bearing witness to his rising
And his coming back again.
Just one life: Jesus.
JOHN 20: 15, 16
Jesus saith unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? Whom seekest thou? She, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, Sir, if thou have borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away. Jesus saith unto her, Mary. She turned herself, and saith unto him, Rabboni; which is to say, Master.
