Only one small correction, but otherwise perfect.
His grave is empty. Mary immediately noticed so. The One who had been sleeping in there has awoken from everlasting sleep. A powerful angel called out His name and from the chains of death he freed Him. Upon the third day, the promise was fulfilled, and Jesus rose to Heaven.
On a majestic journey He set out. He passed by the worlds He himself had created. He was greeted as a king, and hailed as a hero, for He had won the war against evil. Then He comes before His Father and a choir of angels. A celebration is set to take place, but Jesus says:
"I must not celebrate yet. There is still some work to be done. Many beloved children are far away from home and they shall be at the table with me. "
You are yet to submit yourself to God
You are yet to accept Him
For the nails in His hands were not in vain
No, No, No
You are yet to decide
You should stop resisting
God is filled with love
The celebration is ready, but you are missing
The celebration is ready, but you are missing.