Lyrics:

Was it a morning like this
When the Son still hid from Jerusalem?
And Mary rose from her bed
To tend the Lord she thought was dead
Was it a morning like this
When Mary walked down from Jerusalem?
And two angels stood at the tomb
Bearers of news she would hear soon
Did the grass sing?
Did the earth rejoice to feel You again?
Over and over like a trumpet underground
Did the earth seem to pound 'He is risen!'
Over and over in a never-ending round
'He is risen! Alleluia! Alleluia!'

Was it a morning like this
When Peter and John ran from Jerusalem?
And as they raced toward the tomb
Beneath their feet was there a tune?
Did the grass sing?
Did the earth rejoice to feel You again?
Over and over like a trumpet underground
Did the earth seem to pound 'He is risen!'
Over and over in a never-ending round
'He is risen! Alleluia! Alleluia!'
Over and over like a trumpet underground
Did the earth seem to pound 'He is risen!'
Over and over in a never-ending round
'He is risen! Alleluia! Alleluia!'
Was it a morning like this?
When my Lord looked out on Jerusalem
He is risen!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!