| In cold despair
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| They’d laid Him in the tomb
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| The body of their Master fair
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| Third morning came
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| As they returned to pray
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| Light was shining everywhere
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| But Jesus' body was not there
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| And as they gazed at an empty grave
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| The earth around began to shake
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| And they were so afraid
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| But voices of angels filled the air
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| Their shouts proclaimed «He is not here»
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| And you could hear them say
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| Who will call Him King of Kings
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| And who will call Him Lord of Lords
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| Who will call Him Prince of Peace
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| Such a Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God
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| Who will call Him King
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| Their spirits soared
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| As fear was turned to joy
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| Standing there before their eyes
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| Jesus clothed in radiant white
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| And with a voice they’d heard before
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| He told them «Go and tell the world that I’m alive»
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| They ran as fast as feet could fly
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| «The Lord is risen» was their cry
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| And you could hear them say
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| We will call Him King of Kings
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| We Will call Him Lord of Lords
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| We will call Him Prince of Peace
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| Such a Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God
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| We will call Him King of Kings
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| And we Will call Him Lord of Lords
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| We will call Him Prince of Peace
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| Such a Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God
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| Just like He said
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| He is risen from the dead
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| And the people say
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| We will call Him King of Kings
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| We Will call Him Lord of Lords
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| We will call Him Prince of Peace
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| Such a Wonderful Counselor!
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| I will call Him King of Kings
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| And I will call Him Lord of Lords
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| I will call Him Prince of Peace
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| Such a Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God
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| I will call Him King
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| (We will call Him King)
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| I will call Him King
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| (We will call Him King)
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| I will call Him King! |