We don't linger with the dead.
Life Himself has paved the way.
Out of murky darkness led
Jesus us to glorious day!
If this makes them mad,
what will you say?
Show me the bones of Jesus if you can!
They are not here. The risen Son of Man
went up to heaven, from whence He'll come again.
The tomb is empty! Halleluja, amen!
If He had remained in grave,
all our hopes would be in vain,
and the precious life He gave
just another pointless pain.
If He did not save, in sin we'd remain.
But: Show me the bones of Jesus if you can!
They are not here. The risen Son of Man
went up to heaven, from whence He'll come again.
The tomb is empty! Hoseannah, amen!
We proclaim the living Lord
who us to the hedges sent:
Preach to all the certain word
of His imminent advent!
If they have not heard,
how will they repent?
So: Show me the bones of Jesus if you can!
They are not here. The risen Son of Man
went up to heaven, from whence He'll come again.
The tomb is empty! Maranatha, amen!
There's a melody for this song, but I haven't formalized it yet.
