He Is Risen - He's Alive

Easter Sunday is the time each year when, even more than ever, I consider what happened on that day so long ago when Jesus rose from the dead and just what the empty tomb means to me. Without that one occurrence, we would still be burdened with our sin and shame, we would have no hope of our sicknesses being healed, and we would have nothing to look forward to after our physical death. It is this simple - if Jesus had not risen from the grave, we would not have the promise of eternal life. So, every Easter Sunday, my heart rejoices with the knowledge that He is risen - yes, He's alive!

HE IS RISEN – HE'S ALIVE

On that first Easter day so long ago
An angel rolled back the stone,
And Jesus rose from the cold, dark tomb
And ascended to His throne.

He there sat down at God's right hand
Where He reigns eternally.
And all the heavenly throng rejoice,
For the Lamb of God is He.

He went to prepare a place for me
With the Father up above,
And God is waiting there for me,
With His arms stretched out in love.

He sent His Spirit to dwell in me,
To be my comfort and my guide,
For Jesus Christ will come again
To claim His pure and spotless bride.

I really don't know how He'll come,
Or just when He will arrive –
I only know He is my King,
And He is risen – HE'S ALIVE!

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