Jesus the crucified one,
God’s only begotten Son,
Laid in a borrowed tomb,
Wrapped in inglorious gloom,
A ministry’s lifetime undone.
Until the third day’s morn,
Death’s strong grip was torn,
And He rose from the grave,
Living to seek and to save,
The forsaken and forlorn.
In His victory, we win,
So those trapped in shame and sin,
Find in resurrecting grace,
Dearth and death are replaced
By a lifetime of love in Him.