I love the tradition of telling jokes on easter Sunday - to show that we laugh at death.
So here's an Easter giggle for you: "Less ambitious hymns"
I vow to thee, my county
Thin be the Glory
Most of my hope on God is founded (and I wish it would make me stronger, I really do)
What a Facebook friend we have in Jesus
Our God is an Okay God
Lord, you have my left ventricle
Hail thee, regular day
O Little Town of Basildon
Go tell it on the mole hill
Send me general directions, O Great Redeemer
We Three Kings, Disoriented Are
Come, now is the time to workshop
Crown him with half a crown
How satisfactory Thou Art
They’ll Know We Are Christians By the Fish on Our Cars
Be Thou My Vision Express
I Lib-Dem-Vow to thee, my country
I suspect that my Redeemer lives
Actually, a rather noisy night. Have you never given birth in a stable? Jesus Christ!
Mundane Things of Thee are Spoken
The Nuneaton Carol
I have decided to follow Jesus on Sunday mornings
Our dog is a great big dog.
If I were a low-fat-spread-fly
People have recommended you as a holiday destination, Zion city of our God