Song Description
a folkstyle hymn of celebration of the resurrection and faith
| Song Length |
4:18 |
Genre |
Folk - Religious, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Instrumental |
| Mood |
Tranquil, Peaceful |
Subject |
Spirituality, Heaven |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
We came to the Garden in the morning with our spices and our tears; we came to anoint Him Whom we'd worshipped and we'd followed all these years.
Who has rolled the stone back who has been here? who has taken Him away?! It's those Roman soldiers, but He's dead now, and why can't they let Him lay?! There behind locked doors we all were hiding lest our fate should be the same; then He came among us in His Glory His sweet Gospel to proclaim! Death it could not hold Me, like I told you, yes, and I will come again. Go into the world then with this message: Life Eternal for all men. I must put my hands into the nailmarks, I must touch Thy wounded side! Else I can't believe that Thou art He, for I know He was crucified! Come, and see My Hands, for I am Risen, and My victory then receive: Blessed art thou, Thomas, but more blessed, they who don't see yet believe.