He's Alive

The gates and doors were barred, all the windows fastened down I spent the night in sleeplessness, rose at every sound half in hopeless sorrow, half in fear of the day to find the soldiers breaking through to drag us all away Just before the sunrise, I heard something at the wall the gates began to rattle, a voice began to call I hurried to the window, looked down into the street expecting swords and torches and the sound of soldier's feet There was no one there but Mary, so I went down to let her in John stood there beside me, as she told me where she'd been she said they've moved him in the night, none of us knows where the stone's been rolled away, now His body isn't there We both went for the garden, then John ran on ahead we found the stone and the empty tomb just the way that Mary said but the winding sheet that she'd wrapped Him in was just an empty sheath where they had taken Him, was more than I could tell Something strange had happened there, but what I did not know John believed in miracles, but I just turned to go circumstances, speculation, couldn't lift me very high cause I'd seen them crucify Him, and then I saw Him die Back inside the house again, the guilt and anguish came everything I'd promised Him, just added to my shame cause at last when it came to choices I'd denied I knew His name even if He was alive, it would not be the same Then suddenly the air was filled with strange and sweet perfume the light that came from everywhere drove shadows from my room and Jesus stood before me with His arms held open wide and I fell down upon my knees and just clung to Him and cried He raised me to my feet as I looked into His eyes love was shining out from Him like sunlight from the sky guilt and my confusion disappeared in sweet release and every fear I'd ever had just melted into peace He's alive, He's alive, He's alive and I'm forgiven Heaven's gates are opened wide, He's alive He's alive, He's alive