In the City of David, on a hill so high
Stood a man so gentle, with kindness in his eyes
Oh, the people gathered, they knew not what would come
Carried His cross, for the sins of everyone
On that Good Friday, a sacrifice was made
He gave His life, so our sins could be erased
But on Easter morn, a miracle took place
He rose again, to bring us hope and grace
In a humble manger, a baby king was born
Thirty and three years later, wearing a crown of thorns
He laid down His life, on a cross so high
For the sins of the world, for us He died
On that Good Friday, a sacrifice was made
He gave His life, so our sins could be erased
But on Easter morn, a miracle took place
He rose again, to bring us hope and grace
On Easter morning, was found an empty tomb
Linen strips on the ground the only thing in the room
Appearing To His Disciples, wounds proof that He was no ghost
Lifted His hands in blessing, then He ascended to His heavenly throne
On Good Friday, a sacrifice was made
He gave His life, so our sins could be erased
But on Easter morn, a miracle took place
He rose again, to bring us hope and grace
He rose again, to bring us hope and grace
He rose again, to bring us hope and grace