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It’s Easter – Christ is risen, so we say “he is risen indeed”,
It’s Easter – the grave is empty, they checked and they all agreed,
It’s Easter – death is defeated, the power of sin won’t succeed,
It’s Easter – it’s resurrection, you could say it’s God’s greatest deed.

The grave he was laid in is vacant, the crucified Christ has arisen,
It was three days since from top to bottom, the temples curtain was riven,
The sole sacrifice has been offered, the once – only life has been given,
The cold grasp of death could not hold him, the Lord Jesus Christ, he is livin’.

It’s not about tulips or daffodils, things that have grown in the soil,
It’s not about having a holiday, a day or so rest from our toil,
It’s not about baskets or bunnies, or eggs wrapped in bright coloured foil,
It’s about lifting our eyes from the ordinary and fixing our gaze on what’s royal.

“The man you are seeking ain’t here bro, even though you’ve arrived in a state”,
“Why are you quite so upset ma’am?” Though I’m sure everyone can relate,
“I’ve seen the Lord!” Mary protested, though it seemed that was up for debate,
But we all know the end of the story, Christ is risen, now where’s my choc’late.