"To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified." Isaiah 61:3

Jesus Is Alive

Daughters of Jerusalem don’t weep for me.

Tell the world, this moment you are free.

Sweet hour of mercy, sweet hour of prayer;

Look forever into eternity I will be there.

 

Jesus is alive and risen forever more,

from the old rugged cross past Calvary’s endless shores.

A conqueror of death, from Glory He came;

Alive forevermore, praise His holy name.

 

In the sixth hour came the darkness, til nine as the setting sun;

The temple curtain is torn, Father into your hands I come.

Broken is the curse, the tombstone rolled away.

A sinners heart now open, forever enter in today.

 

Jesus is alive and risen forever more,

From the old rugged cross past Calvary’s endless shores.

A conqueror of death, from glory he came;

Alive forevermore, praise His holy name.

 

Though this body be mortal, your glory forever be born;

Forgive us our trespasses, and all those who mourn.

Pour out your holiness, the stories will ever be told,

of how the Jesus today, is the same Jesus of old.

 

Daughters of Jerusalem don’t weep for me.

Go tell the world this moment you are free.

Sweet hour of mercy Sweet hour of prayer;

Forever and in eternity I will be there.

 

Jesus is alive and risen forever more,

from the old rugged cross past Calvary’s endless shores.

A conqueror of death, from glory he came;

Alive forevermore, praise His holy name.

 

Amanda Batten 2011



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