He Is Risen

(This is one of my favorite Easter songs -- I have many -- probably more than Christmas songs. Yes, I love Christmas and all that it stands for -- but Easter is very special to me. Afterall, it didn't take much to be born for sinful mankind -- but it took EVERYTHING to die for sinful mankind. My gratefulness cannot be measured.)

Was it a morning like this
When the Son still hid from Jerusalem?
And Mary rose from her bed
To tend the Lord She thought was dead

What is a morning like this,
When Mary walked down from Jerusalem?
And two angels stood at the tomb,
Bearers of news she would hear soon.

Did the grass sing?
Did the earth rejoice
To feel you again?
Over and over like a
Trumpet underground,
Did the earth seem to pound:
“He is risen”

over and over
in a never ending round
“He is risen, alleluia, alleluia!”

Was it an morning like this,
When Peter and John from Jerusalem?
And as they raced for the tomb,
Beneath their feet was there a tune?

Was it a morning like this,
When my Lord looked out
On Jerusalem?
He is risen, alleluia, alleluia.

(by Sandi Patty)