To One who knows each sparrow's fall,
And feels each bullet's thud;
Who cries for grief at graves
And for joy at births;
To the God who put on flesh;
Partied with sinners
Died at the hands of torture,
And when He rose from the dead
emptied hell for the first,
but not the last time.
THIS is the Risen Christ we praise.
To THIS God be praise given forever,
This redefined majesty be ever before our eyes.
Let the Kingdom He promised come quickly,
Transform this world completely,
And continue forever.