I am taking a little different approach to my blog entry for this week, which is Holy Week with this upcoming Sunday being Easter. One of my favorite songs this time of year is He’s Alive, which was written by and first by Don Francisco in 1977. Note that God wrote the story and Don wrote the lyrics. My original plan was to write my views of the song, as I do for other songs each week, but as I listened to the song today; I realized that the song clearly sends a message so much stronger than any message I could ever write. My ask is that you listen to this song, the link is below, and just close your eyes and absorb the message the lyrics bring. Our Savior hung on that cross and he died for our sins, so we could have eternal life. He told those around him this was going to happen, and that he would return from the dead. He also knew, that being the humans we are and most of us being like Doubting Thomas; that we needed to see him and touch him to truly believe what he said.
I am so grateful for what he has brought to my life, what he has done for me, and what he has planned for me for eternity. I don’t need to be afraid of this world, I don’t have to fear Satan; because I know he came back to wrap his arms around me and protect me. So, I strongly encourage you to take a few minutes of your time, eliminate all distractions around you, and listen to this song with your heart and not just your ears.
He’s alive!
Click to Hear Don Francisco Sing He’s Alive
He’s Alive
The gates and doors were barred
And all the windows fastened down
I spent the night in sleeplessness
And rose at every sound
Half in hope of sorrow
And half in fear the day
Would find the soldiers breakin’ through
To drag us all away
And just before the sunrise
I heard something at the wall
The gate began to rattle
And a voice began to call
I hurried to the window
Looked down into the street
Expecting swords and torches
And the sound of soldiers’ feet
But there was no one there but Mary
So I went down to let her in
John stood there beside me
As she told me where she’d been
She said they’ve moved Him in the night
And none of us know where
The stone’s been rolled away
And now His body isn’t there
We both ran towards the garden
Then John ran on ahead
We found the stone and empty tomb
Just the way that Mary said
But the winding sheet they wrapped Him in
Was just an empty shell
And how or where they’d taken Him
Was more than I could tell
Oh something strange had happened there
Just what I did not know
John believed a miracle
But I just turned to go
Circumstance and speculation
Couldn’t lift me very high
‘Cause I’d seen them crucify Him
Then I saw Him die
Back inside the house again
The guilt and anguish came
Everything I’d promised Him
Just added to my shame
When at last it came to choices
I denied I knew His name
And even if He was alive
It wouldn’t be the same
But suddenly the air was filled
With a strange and sweet perfume
Light that came from everywhere
Drove shadows from the room
And Jesus stood before me
With His arms held open wide
And I fell down on my knees
And I just clung to Him and cried
Then He raised me to my feet
And as I looked into His eyes
The love was shining out from Him
Like sunlight from the skies
Guilt in my confusion
Disappeared in sweet release
And every fear I ever had
Just melted into peace
He’s alive yes He’s alive
Yes He’s alive and I’m forgiven
Heaven’s gates are open wide
He’s alive yes He’s alive
Oh He’s alive and I’m forgiven
Heaven’s gates are open wide
He’s alive He’s alive
Hallelujah He’s alive
He’s alive and I’m forgiven
Heaven’s gates are open wide
He’s alive He’s alive He’s alive
