At early dawn the rise to come, three women weak, three women strong. They know a stone seals Jesus' tomb, and that the stone will not be moved by three women weak, yet still they come, three women strong. They have no help, no tools, no plan, three women weak, three women strong. They carry spices in their hands, and wonder who will move the stone for three women weak, yet still they come, three women strong. They find the stone is rolled away, three women weak, three women strong - for Jesus lives again today! Between the good news and the world stand three women weak. They flee in fear, three women strong. Give thanks for those who came at dawn - three women weak, three women strong. O God of open, empty tomb, we ask that we may be as strong as three women weak, to serve you like three women strong.