Resurrecting
The head that once was crowned with thorns, Is crowned with glory now
The Savior knelt to wash our feet, Now at his feet we bow
The one who wore our sin and shame, Now robed in majesty
The radiance of perfect love, Now shines for all to see
Your name, Your name, Is victory
All praise, Will rise, To Christ our king
The fear that held us now gives way, To him who is our peace
His final breath upon the cross, Is now alive in me
By your spirit I will rise, From the ashes of defeat
The resurrected king, Is resurrecting me
In your name I come alive, To declare your victory
The resurrected king, Is resurrecting me
The tomb where soldiers watched in vain, Was borrowed for three days
His body there would not remain, Our God has robbed the grave
Our God has robbed the grave
The resurrected king, Is resurrecting me