Verse 1
Lo, the stone is rolled away,
The tomb lies empty on this day.
The Lord is risen, as He said,
He lives who once was with the dead.
Chorus
Arise, O King, with triumph crowned,
The gates of death are stricken down.
Lift up your heads, ye ancient doors,
The King of Glory lives evermore.
Verse 2
Behold His hands, His feet, His side,
The Lamb once slain, now glorified.
He trampled hell, He crushed the grave,
The Risen One, mighty to save.
Chorus
Arise, O King, with triumph crowned,
The gates of death are stricken down.
Lift up your heads, ye ancient doors,
The King of Glory lives evermore.
Bridge
O death, where is thy sting this morn?
O grave, thy vict’ry is o’erworn.
For Christ is risen, firstborn from death,
He reigns eternal, Life and Breath.
Final Chorus
Arise, O King, enthroned on high,
Ascended now beyond the sky.
Let every tongue and nation sing:
All glory be to Christ the King.