You can listen to the song. The gates and doors were barred and all the windows fastened down
I spent the night in sleeplessness and rose at every sound
Half in hopeless sorrow, half in fear the day
Would find the soldiers breaking through to drag us all away And just before the sunrise I heard something at the wall
The gate began to rattle and a voice began to call
I hurried to the window and looked down into the street
Expecting swords and torches and the sound of soldiers feet There was no one there but Mary so I went down to let her in
John stood there beside me as she told us where she'd been
She said, "They've moved Him in the night and none of us knows where.
"The stone's been rolled away and now His body isn't there." We both ran t'ward the garden and then John ran on ahead
We found the stone and the empty tomb just the way that Mary said
But the winding sheet they wrapped Him in was just an empty shell
And how or where they'd taken Him was more than I could tell Something strange had happened there just what I didn't know
John believed a miracle but I just turned to go
Circumstance and speculation didn't lift me very high
'Cause I'd seen them crucify Him, and then I saw Him die Back inside the house again the guilt and anguish came
Everything I'd promised Him just added to my shame
When at least it came to choices I denied I knew His name
And even if He was alive, it wouldn't be the same Suddenly the air was filled with a strange and sweet perfume
Light that came from everywhere drove shadows from the room
Jesus stood before me with His arms held open wide
And I felld own on my knees and I just clung to Him and cried He raised me to my feet and as I looked into His eyes
Love was shining out from them like sunlight from the skies
Guilt and my confusion disappeared in sweet release
And every fear I'd ever had just melted into peace He's alive, He's alive, He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are opened wide (Repeat chorus two more times) He's alive, He's alive, He's alive...He's alive! --Don Francisco