The Lord is ris�n indeed,
Loud let His praises ring!
From death�s dominion freed,
Ascends the conqu�ring King,
At God�s right hand to take His place
And reign supreme through everlasting days.

The Lord is ris�n indeed,
Risen to die no more;
And now in Heav�n doth plead
For those whose sins He bore
In dreadful anguish on the tree,
From sin and death to set His people free.

The Lord is ris�n indeed,
Conqu�ror of death and hell;
He lives, the woman�s Seed,
The King invisible:
He lives to bruise the serpent�s head,
And raise His ransomed people from the dead.

The Lord is ris�n indeed,
Entered the courts on high,
To win for man the meed
Of immortality:
And soon to earth will He descend,
The cruel reign of sin and death to end.