Looked into the night:
Searched for how I can do right.
Found the source of light!
Who is this light-source?
Why, it’s Christ the King, of course,
Astride his white horse.
Hail the conq’ring king!
He’s the Lord of ev’rything.
Reason why we sing:
Honor his glory,
And tell the world his story
(Although it’s gory).
Upon a cross, he died
Blood spurting out of his side
Turning back the tide
His body riven
Now the sins were forgiven
When he stopped livin’
God came to our aid
All our crimes’ penalty paid
In a tomb, he laid
On Easter morn,
We learned we don’t need to mourn.
For our hope was born
As Jesus arose!
From the dead, God’s Son arose!
To heaven he goes
To prepare for us.
Someday we’ll join our Jesus,
Who we’ll always trust.
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