He is Risen (Easter Spoken Word)

“He is risen, He is risen indeed”

The familiar phrase flies between the teeth

The celebration of this day condensed to one line

And year after year, it’s tradition to recite

Now there’s always a risk that repetition may compromise definition

That words of truth may be sapped of power and meaning

That’s why this morning, my people, I’m pleading

Meditate on the resurrected Lord

For this vital truth, the climax of time

Can fade in our minds to a mythological mystery

With no greater significance than a tale of fantasy

We can easily forget, that it changed our reality

The empty tomb is a symbol of newness of life

Without it we are hopeless and death reigns on high

What the world would be, if nothing happened on day three

We struggle to fathom, our hearts can’t imagine

What life would be like without the risen Christ

For it intangibly altered every fate

And a chill grips my spine while I contemplate

Picture the earth, no more chance for second birth

No purpose for the Church, all trapped under sin’s curse

The cross reduced to a sentimental sacrifice

Our Messiah merely a martyr, the Lamb of God slaughtered

But no redemption or salvation could be offered to anyone

Every noble pursuit, objectively worthless

If up from the grave, Jesus never surfaced

I could go on, but am glad I don’t have to

For Jesus lives, my friends, I’m just here to remind you

What we celebrate is history changed

The path of victory blazed

Unto eternal life in glory

That miraculous past unleashes power
Transcending to this and every hour

For death has lost its sting

The risen King of kings, by grace through faith in Him sets free

So that is why we recite with glee

He is risen, yes, He is risen indeed