Come see the place where Jesus lay
And hear angelic watchers say
He who lived once was slain

Why seek the living midst the dead?
Remember how the Savior said
That he would rise again

That he would rise again
That he would rise again


O joyful sound
O glorious hour
When by his own almighty power

He rose and left the grave
Now let our songs triumph tell
Who burst the bands of death and hell

And ever lives to save
And ever lives to save
And ever lives to save


The first begotten of the dead
For for us he rose our glorious Head

Immortal life to bring
What though the saints like him shall die
They Share their leaders victory

And triumph with their King
And triumph with their King
And triumph with their King


No more they tremble at the grave
For Jesus will their spirits save

And raise their slumbering dust
O risen Lord in Thee we live
To Thee our ransomed souls we give

To Thee our bodies trust.

Amen