Christ the Lord is Risen Today-Steve Green

Christ the Lord is ris’n today, Al-le-lu-ia
Sons of men and angels say: Al-le-lu-ia
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Al-le-lu-ia
Sing ye heav’ns, and earth reply: Al-le-lu-ia

Love’s redeeming work is done, Al-le-lu-ia
Fought the fight, the battle won, Al-le-lu-ia
Death in vain forbids Him rise, Al-le-lu-ia
Christ has opened Paradise, Al-le-lu-ia

Soar we now where Christ has led, Al-le-lu-ia
Foll’wing our exalted head, Al-le-lu-ia
Made like him, like him we rise, Al-le-lu-ia
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Al-le-lu-ia


When I Survey the Wondrous Cross: Accapella version

When I survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of Glory died;
my richest gain I count but loss,
and pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
save in the death of Christ, my God;
all the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
sorrow and love flow mingled down.
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
or thorns compose so rich a crown.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were an offering far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.