When the King awakened in His lowly grave
He arose
He arose;
He arose a victor
He arose to save;
He arose
He arose.
He arose from the grave;
From its power He will save
He will save His people from the last of foes
He arose
He arose.
There were angels watching by His humble bed
He arose
He arose;
When He laid aside the vestments of the dead;
He arose
He arose.
Jesus took away from death its awful sting;
He arose
He arose
In the dark
dark valley now His child can sing;
He arose
He arose.
He arose
and now He reigns
a king on high
He arose
He arose;
He arose a victor
so by grace
shall I;
He arose
He arose.