He Is Risen (Ronald A. Rasband) [Apr 2026]

On that Easter morn the women came with care, Hearts still heavy from the cross they’d share. They found the stone was rolled and angels bright, “He is not here, the Lord has conquered night.” He is risen, He is risen, glory to His name, Death is defeated, forever He overcame. Because He lives, we too shall live again, He is risen, praise the risen Lord, amen. In the Americas He came in robes of white, Stretched forth His hands, invited them to sight. They felt the wounds where nails had pierced before, The God of Israel, the Savior they adore. He is risen, He is risen, glory to His name, Death is defeated, forever He overcame. Because He lives, we too shall live again, He is risen, praise the risen Lord, amen. Little children gathered, one by one He blessed, Paxton’s hands reached out though his body was distressed. Weeping may endure but joy comes with the dawn, Resurrected bodies, perfect, moving on. Graven on His palms, our names He holds so dear, Where He is, we too may be, have no fear. By the way we live, let all the world now see, He is risen — let the whole earth ring with glee. He is risen, He is risen, glory to His name, Death is defeated, forever He overcame. Because He lives, we too shall live again, He is risen, praise the risen Lord, amen. He is risen, risen, let the heavens shout, Every knee shall bow, every tongue cry out. Jesus Christ, our King, the Bright and Morning Star, He is risen — hallelujah, near and far.