The seeds we plant seem dry and dead,
but with the combined wonders of rain and sun,
and the powers of the earth,
they rise from their death-like sleep
and grow green and beautiful in our fields.
The trees, too, that stood so stark and lifeless
through the winter are now bright with living green.
Lord, as we celebrate Your rising from the dead.
We are happy that You have been victor over death.
We look around us at the green fields,
filled with new life,
and are everywhere reminded of You.