Oh, that I could pen some words to melt the heart of stone;
To pierce the ears that haven’t heard, the soul that’s never known
The news that mans’ salvation is found in Christ alone,
Who through wondrous incarnation came down from Heavens’ throne.

The blessed Lord who lived as man, and showed how man should be;
Submissive to His Fathers’ plan was hanged here on a tree:
The darkest hour the world has seen when Jesus breathed His last:
Hell rejoiced in fiendish glee; its plan had come to pass.

Gods’ great and mighty work was sealed from hells’ unseeing eyes:
His plan would only be revealed on Sunday:- at Sunrise!!!
No body in that tomb of stone, no stench of death and hell.
Jesus by Gods’ power arose; the curse of death was felled.

Oh! That you would fly to Him, who gave His life for you:
His death would be your death then and you would rise up too.
Eternal life to all who come, none will He reject;
Bare your soul before Gods’ Son; the way is open yet.

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