Not a word was heard At the tomb that day. Just shuffling of soldiers feet As they guarded the grave. One day, two days, Three days had past. Could it be that Jesus Breathed His last?
Could it be that His Father Had forsaken him? Turned his back on his son Dispising our sin. All hell seemed to whisper "Just forget Him, He's dead." Then the Father looked down To his son and he said..
Arise, My love. Arise, My love. The grave no longer Has a hold on you No more death's sting No more suffering Arise...Arise...my love.
The Earth trembled And the tomb began to shake, And like lightening From Heaven the stone was rolled away. And as dead man The guards they all stood there in fright As the power of love Displayed its might Then suddenly a melody Filled the air Riding wings of wind, It was everywhere The words all creation Had been longing to hear The sweet sound of victory, So loud and clear.
Arise, my love. Arise, my love. The grave no longer has a hold on you. No more death's sting No more suffering Arise...arise....
Sin, where are your shackles? Death, where is your sting? Hell; has been defeated. The grave could not hold the king.
Arise, My love. Arise, My love. The grave no longer Has a hold on you No more death's sting No more suffering Arise....Arise....Arise