Our risen King!

Verse 1
On a hill called Calvary
The sky grew dark as night
Nails of iron, crown of thorns,
They spat upon His wounded face.
He bore it all and took our place,
Their hate poured out, yet his love remained,.
The earth did shake, the veil was torn,
“Forgive them, Father,” Jesus cried.


Verse 2
They laid His body in the tomb,
Stone was sealed to hide the day,
With heavy hearts, the women cried,
While shadows turned to morning gray.
But stone could not hold our Heaven’s King,
Nor silence stop the song He’d bring.

Chorus
From the cross to the silent tomb,
Through the darkness into glorious light,
Jesus rose—our hope restored,
“On Good Friday people wept, but Easter Sunday “Christ has risen”
Victory in His holy name!
Alleluia! Our risen King! Alleluia! Our risen King!

Verse 3
The morning sun has pierced the gray,
The heavy stone was rolled away!
An empty shroud, a vacant tomb,
Death defeated, life shines through.
Now the grave has lost its bitter sting,
Let every heart and nation sing:
He is risen! He is Lord of all,
Alleluia! Let praises fall!
Chorus
From the cross to the silent tomb,
Through the darkness into glorious light,
Jesus rose—our hope restored,
“On Good Friday people wept, but Easter Sunday “Christ has risen”
Victory in His holy name!
Alleluia! Our risen King! Alleluia! Our risen King!