On that first-day morning,
To the tomb they did bring
Burial spices and aloes
To bury their King
They heard His last words,
They saw His last breath; They thought to be certain:
The King met His death
So three women went early
While dark was the sky
As dark as their spirits
For their King, He did die.
Their memory fogged
With horror and pain
No memory or hope of
The King's promises plain.
Their concern was quite simple: "Who would roll back the stone?"
But the stone had been moved -
The King's body was gone!
They saw two men sitting
Where the body had laid
And heard them proclaim
The King rose from the grave!
To the tomb they did bring
Burial spices and aloes
To bury their King
They heard His last words,
They saw His last breath; They thought to be certain:
The King met His death
So three women went early
While dark was the sky
As dark as their spirits
For their King, He did die.
Their memory fogged
With horror and pain
No memory or hope of
The King's promises plain.
Their concern was quite simple: "Who would roll back the stone?"
But the stone had been moved -
The King's body was gone!
They saw two men sitting
Where the body had laid
And heard them proclaim
The King rose from the grave!
"He's not here! He has risen!"
Evil's plans are undone!
The One crucified, now lives!
The King - Victory won!
Evil's plans are undone!
The One crucified, now lives!
The King - Victory won!
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