Music by William H. Monk, words by William P. Mackay
The Lord is risen, and death's dark judgment flood
Is passed, in Him who bought us with His blood.
The Lord is risen: we stand beyond the doom
Of all our sin, through Jesus' empty tomb.
The Lord is risen; with Him we also rose,
And in His grave see vanquished all our foes.
The Lord is risen beyond the judgment land,
In Him, in resurrection life, we stand.
The Lord is risen, and now, redeemed to God,
We tread the desert which His feet have trod.
The Lord is risen: the sanctuary's our place,
Where now we dwell before the Father's face.
The Lord is risen: the Lord is gone before.
We long to see Him, and to sin no more.
The Lord is risen: our triumph shout shall be,
"You have prevailed! Your people, Lord, are free!"