HE'S RISEN
He's risen, Christ the king
Sitted in his throne
In heaven above
A king without throne
While on earth
For wherever he sits
Is his throne
Ruling over
Principalities and powers
Leading people to thy Father Almighty.
He's risen, Christ the king
The law breaker
He ascended above
And never came down
Breaking the law of gravity
That says; whatever goes up
Must surely come down.
He's risen, Christ the king
The greatest mental physician
The miracle worker
The liberator of generations
The illuminator of the dark
The master of the wonderous world
The map to thy Father God Almighty.
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