On the morning of creation
Father, Son and the Spirit rise

As they set the world in motion
The morning of the first sunrise

A symphony of golden sunlight
Dancing in the Father’s eyes

He gazes at His masterpiece
As all creation cries


Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah


Man shakes the fist at heaven
The breath of God still in his lungs

A brokenhearted Father grieves
In love He sends His only Son

He was bruised for our transgressions
Crushed and buried in the ground

As the sunrise finds an empty tomb
The redeemed of God resound


Holy quiet grips the night

The morning of the last sunrise

Broken slumber, blinding light
Nations tremble at the sight

The Son of Man just split the sky

Every saint and every scoffer

Every king and every pauper

At the name of Jesus all fall face down

From holy ground we’ll rise
To meet the Bridegroom in the sky

From Earth to Heaven reigns the Son