From The Dead

The chief priests required the tomb to be secured

The Pharisees were with them, Pilate was assure

There would be no rising, as He had said

On the third day, from the dead

Now after the Sabbath, first day of the week

Mary went down to the tomb, there was a great quake

And an angel descended to roll back the stone

To serve almighty Jesus who sits now on the throne

His countenance like lightning, His clothing white as snow

The guards shook in fear of Him, as dead men they did know

He had risen as it is to this day, all false religions this they will not

say

Once Lucifer, now Satan, shaking in his boots, was totally defeated right to

the roots

The Son of Man was delivered into the hands of sinful men

To be crucified, and on the third day rise again

This is the basis for the Christian creed

There was a resurrection, the truth on which we feed

If you choose to reject it you'll face judgement in the end

And He proved all He said by raising from the dead

This was no deception as some have said

Jesus Christ the victor, raised from the dead

The total penalty of sin is our only claim to fame

And repentance and remission of it is only by His name

He is risen!