"Not a word was heard at the tomb that day--
just shuffling of
the soldiers' feet
as they guarded the grave.
One day.
Two days. Three days had passed.
Could it be that Jesus had breathed
His last?
Could it be that His Father had forsaken
Him?
Turned His back on His Son,
despising our
sin?
All Hell seemed to whisper, 'Just forget Him,
He's
dead.'
Then the Father looked
down to His Son and said,
'Arise, my Love-- Arise my
Love!
The
grave no longer has a hold on You!
No more death sting.
No more suffering.
Arise, arise my Love!'
The earth
trembled,
and the tomb began to shake;
like lightning
from Heaven,
the stone was rolled away.
And like
dead men, the guards stood there in fright,
as the power of Love
displayed it's might.
Then suddenly a melody
filled
the air--
riding wings of wind,
it was
everywhere.
The words all
creation had been longing to hear;
the sweet sound of
victory,
so
loud and clear--
'Arise, my Love-- Arise
my Love!
The grave no longer has a hold on
You!
No more death sting.
No more
suffering.
Arise, arise my Love!'
Sin, where are your shackles?
Death, where is your sting?
Hell has been
defeated.
The
grave could not hold the King!
"
--Newsong, Arise My Love
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