He bled and died, my Jesus.
He was my substitute, He died for me.
And though entombed He lay, the grave gave up its prey;
And on the Glorious Day, My Lord arose.
CHORUS:
He arose, Jesus arose.
Conquered death, hell and the grave.
He arose, Jesus arose.
And He lives for-ever more.
Now we see Jesus, King of Kings
And Lord of Lord. Come worship Him
For He is worthy of all our worship,
And He is worthy of all our praise.
CHORUS
O praise the Lord, O praise His Name.
For He is worthy of our praise.
Come worship Him, come worship Him,
For He is worthy of our praise.
Frank T. Patterson