My Soul Sings

In spring the flowers bloom and grow

This is a time of joy in the air.

I can hear the birds out there,

And the warm sun touches my face.

I am so happy my soul sings

Jesus came up from the grave.

When the wind begins to blow

The message will pass on

Do not keep silent today

Let the world hear the sound.

Shout the news everywhere

Jesus came up from the grave.

No tune could match His melody

Written on my soul today.

When I stop to think of my hope

Jesus is always there.

The message of all ages rolls

On the sea of time.

No one cared this much for me,

But Jesus came up from the grave.

Now I have a joy within

Because my Savior lives again!

Written by: Lena Kittrell ©