Resurrection Day music

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It’s Resurrection Day!

It’s Resurrection Day!
It’s Resurrection Day!
Jesus Christ is risen and he’s washed my sins away!
It’s Resurrection Day!
It’s Resurrection Day!
Take your brothers and your sisters by the hand
and say It’s Resurrection Day!

Yesterday I dressed in mourning,
Today I’m dressed in gold!
The old times are a-changing
And the new times are foretold!
I want to shout out loudly,
I want to sing and dance:
This is the day that the Lord has made
And I’ve got a second chance!

It’s Resurrection Day!
It’s Resurrection Day!
Jesus Christ is risen and he’s washed my sins away!
It’s Resurrection Day!
It’s Resurrection Day!
Take your brothers and your sisters by the hand
and say It’s Resurrection Day!

My body once was living
But my spirit it was dead
And I know I shall be born again
As I take the Wine and Bread.
We build a new tomorrow
On the ruins of the old!
I once was weak and wilful
But now I’m strong and bold:

It’s Resurrection Day!
It’s Resurrection Day!
Jesus Christ is risen and he’s washed my sins away!
It’s Resurrection Day!
It’s Resurrection Day!
Take your brothers and your sisters by the hand
and say It’s Resurrection Day!

Words & music: © Karl Dallas/EMI Music, Easter Sunday, 1994

How can it be?

How can it be

You gave your life for me

And you suffered and died on the cross?

So great was your love

You came down from above

And you traded your gain for our loss!

How can it be?

You died that we

Might be spared from the price of our sin?

Death it was died,

Denial denied,

And you gave us a world we can win.

You came as a man

And all of your plan

Was to be what we all could become.

The one we adored

Was the Son of the Lord

And we prayed that your Kingdom would come.

Your love never fails

As we hammer the nails

And you cry to your Father: Forgive!

How can we forget?

We remain in your debt

And you gave us a new life to live.

No tongue can tell

The depths of the hell

Where you fought with the devil and won.

Like sands by the sea

Are the names of the free

And each is the Lord’s chosen one.

As far as we fall

Your love pays for all

And all have been bought for a price.

The young and the old,

The timid and bold,

The rich, poor, the foolish and wise.

So with your good grace

We shall soon see your face

As you come back in triumph to reign.

As all bow the knee

Every people will see

The way back to Eden is plain.

Sweet Jesus, our love,

The high-flying dove

Returns with a leaf in her beak.

The rainbow is high

In the arch of the sky

And the earth is returned to the meek.

Jesus our joy,

Our own darling boy!

Eternity praises your name.

The King of all kings

Is a servant who brings

The waters to wash all things clean.

Our joy and delight:

You return to our sight

The broken and battered to mend.

All things pass away

Like night follows day

But your love it never can end.

Your love it never can end.

John Martyn

Words: Karl Dallas, March 17, 1994. Tune: Irish traditional (Eibhli Gheal Chiún Ni Chearbhaill)

Accompaniment: Milton Evans (based on a recording by John Martyn)

Who was the carpenter who made the Cross?

Who was the carpenter who made the cross?
Who made the cross for Jesus?
Who was the carpenter who made the cross,
Who made the cross for my Lord?

Who was it drove the cruel nails
In the hands and feet of Jesus?
Who was it drove the cruel nails
In the hands and feet of my Lord?

Who was it plaited the crown of thorns
And pulled it down over his brow?
Who was it plaited the crown of thorns?
And the blood ran down his face.

Who laid the whip across his back?
And the scourge made his body bleed.
Who laid the whip across his back,
The bloody body of Jesus?

Who was it gave him vinegar to drink
When he was dying of thirst?
Who was it gave him vinegar to drink?
Who tormented my Lord?

Who thrust the spear into his right side
And the blood and the water flowed?
Who thrust the spear into his right side?
The wounded body of Jesus.

Who rolled the stone across the tomb
Where they buried the body of Jesus?
Who rolled the stone across the tomb
That he might not rise again?

Who rolled the stone away from the tomb?
Where was the body of Jesus?
Who said to Mary: Don’t you weep?
Who but my risen Lord?

Who’s coming back again to reign
When the poor shall inherit the earth?
Who’s coming back again to reign?
Who but my risen Lord?

Who but my risen Lord?

© Copyright 1997 Karl Dallas/EMI Music