On the day that hope died before our eyes,
we stood there broken, confused, and out of control.
Our efforts and strengths lay before us as lies,
the mightiest among us had nothing to show.
For three days we grieved and wracked our hearts,
For three days we choked on our silent grief.
Even miracles couldn’t play their parts;
Our faith crept towards unbelief.
That Sunday changed history, however,
The news that reached us incomprehensible.
Of power and love that last forever,
Of a Saviour over death who is able.
And on that day, Hope was born anew,
When we could see what God could do
To a dead mans heart buried in a grave:
He can bring new life with power to save!
Oh hope that surpasses all other hope,
Oh love that exceeds the best of love.
There is power in that humble shepherd,
Power in Jesus, the Lord’s living Word!
That Man of Galilee, He came to set us free.
In Life, He showed us the way;
In Death, His blood paid our debt;
In Resurrection, He empowers all who believe.
He gives life abundantly,
That Man of Galilee, He lives in me.
The tomb is empty,
He is Risen!
He holds even death captive.
“Do not be afraid, for I know that you seek Jesus who was crucified. He is not here, for he has risen, as he said. Come, see the place where He lay.”
“And [Jesus said] behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
“But this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those days, says the Lord: I will put My law in their minds, and write it on their hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be My people. No more shall every man teach his neighbor, and every man his brother, saying, ‘Know the Lord,’ for they all shall know Me, from the least of them to the greatest of them, says the Lord. For I will forgive their iniquity, and their sin I will remember no more.”
–Matthew 28:5-6, Matthew 28:20, Jeremiah 31:33-34