Not a word was heard 
At the tomb that day.
Just shuffling of soldiers feet 
As they guarded the grave.
One day, two days, 
Three days had past.
Could it be that Jesus 
Breathed His last?
Could it be that His Father 
Had forsaken him?
Turned his back on his son 
Dispising our sin.
All hell seemed to whisper
'Just forget Him, He's dead.'
Then the Father looked down 
To his son and he said..
Arise, My love.
Arise, My love.
The grave no longer 
Has a hold on you
No more death's sting
No more suffering
Arise...Arise...my love.
The Earth trembled 
And the tomb began to shake, 
And like lightening 
From Heaven the stone was rolled away. 
And as dead man 
The guards they all stood there in fright
As the power of love 
Displayed its 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's sting 
No more suffering
Arise...arise....
Sin, where are your shackles?
Death, where is your sting?
Hell; has been defeated. 
The grave could not hold the king!!
Arise, My love.
Arise, My love.
The grave no longer 
Has a hold on you
No more death's sting
No more suffering
Arise....Arise....Arise