We will sing the Alleluias

Going back to that dreadful tomb or to that grassy grave

May have a somber setting; and  some memories of a day

But looking a little further; beyond our tear filled eyes

We can see that He's truly risen..far beyond our earthly  skies

And, so,  we will sing the Alleluias and we dance around with joy

We will no longer carry a sadness that can inwardly destroy:

Any of our hopes or our dreaming, or any of our gladsome days

For Easter is our great reminder, of our own rising from the grave..

Yes. we can see the trail of sorrows and carry inside our hearts

Pieces of that painful trial that has broken us into parts

But we are an Easter people, who will sing a song of hope

We celebrate a Risen Savior Who has brightened our visual scope

And, so,  we will sing the Alleluias and we will dance around with joy

We will  no longer carry a sadness that can inwardly destroy:

Any of our hopes or our dreaming, or any of our gladsome days

For Easter is our great reminder, of our own rising from the grave..

So celebrate this Easter Sunday like never before you have

And bring to everyone around you . that free-ness that'll make them glad

Remind them of that beautiful happening, that has released us all from death

And give to that ever searching world a new lightness and  new breath

And, so,  we will sing the Alleluias and we'll dance around with joy

We will  no longer carry a sadness that can inwardly destroy:

Any of our hopes or our dreaming, or any of our gladsome days

For Easter is our great reminder of our own rising from the grave..