Just yesterday in our sorrow,
We tenderly buried the King like a beggar,
Now I despise His light in my eyes,
What has it all been for?
Where will I go?
And what will I do?
Is it all over now?
Why did He live?
And what did He die for?
Still I believe somehow
Last night, as I slept, thru the tears I had wept,
I remembered a curious promise.
What was it He said?
He would rise from the dead
What a desolate hope to cling to.
Where will I go?
And what will I do?
Is it all over now?
Why did He live?
And what did He die for?
Still I believe somehow, somehow
Early this morning, before the sun's dawning,
We came to take care of the body
Trembling with fear, our hope became clear,
As we looked in the empty tomb
How could it be?
And what does it mean?
We'd seen His body so lifeless
Now it is gone
My hope can live on
Jesus is really risen, He's risen