Christ is alive, let christians sing.
His cross stands empty to the sky.
Let streets and homes with praises ring.
In death his love shall never die.
Christ is alive! No longer bound
To distant years in Palestine
He comes to claim the here and now
And conquer every place and time.
Not throned afar, remotely high
Untouched, unmoved by human pains
But daily in the midst of life
Our Savior with the Father reigns.
In every insult rift and war
Where color, scorn, or wealth divide
He suffers still yet loves the more
And lives, though ever crucified.