He Is Risen (Bateman)

Lone in the gar­den they laid Him

Low in the tomb

dark­ness and gloom;

Think of the ones who be­trayed Him

And mourn their fear­ful doom.

He is ris­en

ris­en

ris­en

He is ris­en from the dead

He has burst the gloom of Cal­va­ry’s tomb

He is ris’n

our lov­ing head.

Wounded for sin and trans­gress­ion

Bearing our pain

cru­el­ly slain;

Come and make hum­ble con­fess­ion

Nor pierce your Lord again.

Empty the tomb where they laid Him

Broken the seal

bruised but to heal;

Sundered the bands that de­layed Him

Go thou

the truth re­veal.

Bright glows the place where they laid Him

Make Him your choice

glad­ly re­joice—

Be not as those who be­trayed Him

O praise Him heart and voice.