Album: Tim Chastain & Eight Days After
The sun refused to shine
as the clouds filled the sky.
Time to take the body from the cross.
They carried Him away to a borrowed tomb.
They laid Him in the rich man's grave.
The stone was rolled to seal His fate.
Tears streamed down their face.
Day turned to night.
Night turned to day.
They were afraid for there lives.
All hope was lost at the sight of the cross.
Faith was sealed in a tomb.
Till the break of dawn, Easter morn,
love came shining through.
Staring at the tomb
she look's inside.
Tears fell from her eyes.
She takes off running back to the place,
where Peter and John were hiding.
And they heard her say,
"He's not there! That ol' stone has been rolled away!"
He's alive....... My Lord HE is alive.
Halalujah...... My Lord HE is alive.
HE's Alive....Jesus is alive
There's an empty tomb in Jerusalem.
Where my savior was laid. After three days He opened His eyes.
That ol' grave couldn't hold Him inside.
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