The Firstborn - Live

He was beaten, mocked, and exposed,
Humiliated beyond reason
They cast lots for his robe
He hung there, willingly he chose
To be crushed by God and bear the wrath for all
To be crushed by God and bear the wrath for all
Time crept by, as I watched the sky
It grew darker and darker with each passing hour
Until finally he gave up His life
My eyes filled with tears as my friend he died
My eyes filled with tears as my friend he died
I anointed his body for burial
I saw the stone rolled across
My son he lay there dead
My heart died with him
My heart died with him
No comfort to be found except in the words he said
That he would be raised up, raised from the dead
I held on, and believed with faith so weak,
One day, I waited
Two days gone by, I still waited
The third day finally arrived

After three days he finally arose
From that tomb
No longer in his grave clothes
For he, he has been glorified
Jesus, He is alive
Jesus, He is alive

Therefore, God has exalted him
And given him the name above
Every other name
That at the name
The name of Jesus Christ
Every knee should bow
Of those in heaven and on earth
That every tongue
Should confess that he is Lord
To the glory and praise of God
Our Heavenly Father

He was the seed
Fallen to the ground
He was crushed
He gave up his life
He was the seed
Fallen to the ground
But he was the first fruits of many men to come
For it was three short days later when he came
He is alive