He is not dead...He is risen!
Where do you find yourself this morning? Are you hiding in the upper room too afraid to go to the tomb? Are you racing with Peter to the tomb? Were you up with the women, finding the tomb empty and running back to tell the others? Are you doubting the report because you weren't there?
And let your heart believe
He is not dead,
He is risen
Risen indeed
Let your heart believe. Without seeing. Without touching. Let your heart believe. I believe our hearts know the truth of this beautiful morning...without having seen it. What will you do with it? Will you race to tell the others? Will you wait at the tomb to hear the gentle words Jesus speaks to you?
Mary, the sun will rise again
Mary, the sun will rise again
Daughter, listen, listen
Daughter listen
He speaks your name
Listen...He speaks your name. Let yourself be loved, seen, and spoken to by name. He is not dead, He is risen. Risen indeed!
And so the winter dies with a blast of icy wind
Like a mournful cry, it's giving up the ghost again
Another sheet of snow melts away to gold and green
Look at Peter go, he's racing to the tomb to see
Like a mournful cry, it's giving up the ghost again
Another sheet of snow melts away to gold and green
Look at Peter go, he's racing to the tomb to see
Where has my Jesus gone?
He is not dead
He is risen
Risen indeed
He is not dead
He is risen
Risen indeed
And now the flowers bloom like a song of freedom
Behold the earth is new, if only for the season
And so the seed that died for You becomes a seedling
Just put your hand into the wound that bought your healing
Behold the earth is new, if only for the season
And so the seed that died for You becomes a seedling
Just put your hand into the wound that bought your healing
And let your heart believe
He is not dead,
He is risen
Risen indeed
He is not dead,
He is risen
Risen indeed
And the rain will fall on the furrow
It immerses the earth in sorrow
Mary, the sun will rise again
Mary, the sun will rise again
Daughter, listen, listen
Daughter listen
He speaks your name
It immerses the earth in sorrow
Mary, the sun will rise again
Mary, the sun will rise again
Daughter, listen, listen
Daughter listen
He speaks your name
And Father Abraham could not have dreamed of this
Could never understand the end of all those promises
How all the pieces fit, every star and grain of sand
Is safely hid in Jesus' hand
Could never understand the end of all those promises
How all the pieces fit, every star and grain of sand
Is safely hid in Jesus' hand
Let every tongue confess
He is not dead
He is risen, risen
He is not dead
He is risen
Risen indeed
He is risen, risen
He is not dead
He is risen
Risen indeed
Oh Mary, the sun will rise again
Mary, the sun will rise again
Daughter, listen, listen
Daughter listen
He speaks your name
Mary, the sun will rise again
Daughter, listen, listen
Daughter listen
He speaks your name
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Andrew Peterson
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