Lyrics
Who is like the man of sorrows
Who chose a cross that wasn't His?
Bore the weight of my salvation
Now my debt is paid in full
Holy is the Lord
He's worthy to be praised
All honour, all glory with Heaven rejoicing
Our Christ the risen King
Who is like the Lord almighty
Whose love could keep Him on that tree?
But when He shouted, "It is finished"
Even death fell to its knees
And He claimed the victory
Holy is the Lord
He's worthy to be praised
All honour, all glory with Heaven rejoicing
Our Christ the risen King
Death could not contain Him, behold the empty grave
Hell rejoiced too early, it only had three days
Our Saviour rose triumphant by the power in His name
Oh Jesus, our King Jesus
Death could not contain Him, behold the empty grave
Hell rejoiced too early, it only had three days
Our Saviour rose triumphant by the power in His name
Oh Jesus, our King Jesus
Oh Jesus, our King Jesus
Holy is the Lord
He's worthy to be praised
All honour, all glory with Heaven rejoicing
Our Christ the risen King
Holy is the Lord
He's worthy to be praised
All honour, all glory with Heaven rejoicing
Our Christ the risen King
Our Christ the risen King