Resurrection Day

by Karl Dallas

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It’s Resurrection Day! It’s Resurrection Day! Jesus Christ is risen and he’s washed my sins away! It’s Resurrection Day! It’s Resurrection Day! Take your brothers and your sisters by the hand and say It’s Resurrection Day! Yesterday I dressed in mourning, Today I’m dressed in gold! The old times are a-changing And the new times are foretold! I want to shout out loudly, I want to sing and dance: This is the day that the Lord has made And I’ve got a second chance! It’s Resurrection Day! It’s Resurrection Day! Jesus Christ is risen and he’s washed my sins away! It’s Resurrection Day! It’s Resurrection Day! Take your brothers and your sisters by the hand and say It’s Resurrection Day! My body once was living And my spirit it was dead And I know I can be born again As I take the Wine and Bread. We build a new tomorrow On the ruins of the old! I once was weak and wilful But now I’m strong and bold: It’s Resurrection Day! It’s Resurrection Day! Jesus Christ is risen and he’s washed my sins away! It’s Resurrection Day! It’s Resurrection Day! Take your brothers and your sisters by the hand and say It’s Resurrection Day!
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How can it be You gave your life for me And you suffered and died on the cross? So great was your love You came down from above And you traded your gain for our loss! How can it be? You died that we Might be spared from the price of our sin? Death it was died, Denial denied, And you gave us a world we can win. You came as a man And all of your plan Was to be what we all could become. The one we adored Was the Son of the Lord And we prayed that your Kingdom would come. Your love never fails As we hammer the nails And you cry to your Father: Forgive! How can we forget? We remain in your debt And you gave us a new life to live. No tongue can tell The depths of the hell Where you fought with the devil and won. Like sands by the sea Are the names of the free And each is the Lord’s chosen one. As far as we fall Your love pays for all And all have been bought for a price. The young and the old, The timid and bold, The rich, poor, the foolish and wise. So with your good grace We shall soon see your face As you come back in triumph to reign. As all bow the knee Every people will see The way back to Eden is plain. Sweet Jesus, our love, The high-flying dove Returns with a leaf in her beak. The rainbow is high In the arch of the sky And the earth is returned to the meek. Jesus our joy, Our own darling boy! Eternity praises your name. The King of all kings Is a servant who brings The waters to wash all things clean. Our joy and delight: You return to our sight The broken and battered to mend. All things pass away Like night follows day But your love it never can end. Your love it never can end.
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Who was the carpenter who made the cross? Who made the cross for Jesus? Who was the carpenter who made the cross, Who made the cross for my Lord? Who was it drove the cruel nails In the hands and feet of Jesus? Who was it drove the cruel nails In the hands and feet of my Lord? Who was it plaited the crown of thorns And pulled it down over his brow? Who was it plaited the crown of thorns? And the blood ran down his face. Who laid the whip across his back? And the scourge made his body bleed. Who laid the whip across his back, The bloody body of Jesus? Who was it gave him vinegar to drink When he was dying of thirst? Who was it gave him vinegar to drink? Who tormented my Lord? Who thrust the spear into his right side And the blood and the water flowed? Who thrust the spear into his right side? The wounded body of Jesus. Who rolled the stone across the tomb Where they buried the body of Jesus? Who rolled the stone across the tomb That he might not rise again? Who rolled the stone away from the tomb? Where was the body of Jesus? Who said to Mary: Don't you weep? Who but my risen Lord? Who's coming back again to reign When the poor shall inherit the earth? Who's coming back again to reign? Who but my risen Lord?
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Where oh where is my own darling son? Where oh where is that handsome man? The soldiers have taken him up on the hilltop And there they have nailed him to the cross. Why oh why did they nail him to the cross? Why oh why did my darling have to die? He came and he gave his life for his comrades That all human people might be free. Bitter sweet are my memories of love, Bitter sweet was the baby at my breast. Now I must sit weeping as I watch my son die And no one can give a mother rest. Dry your tears mother dear, though I die, Dry your tears and look up in the sky. For death lies a-bleeding and I am in heaven There to reign on my Father’s right hand. Where oh where is our Lord Jesus Christ? Where oh where is our sweet Saviour gone? He is returned to live with all people, To build his kingdom here on earth.
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O who’s that baby in your arms? Mary my dear my love Mary my own Why that is the baby, Jesus Christ Almighty God’s begotten son. And who’s that crying at your breast? Mary my dear my love Mary my own That is the baby starved of milk, for the rich have taken it for their own. And what’s the blood that stains your dress? Mary my dear my love Mary my own It flows from the man on the holy Cross and between two thieves he has been hung. And who shall wipe away your tears? Mary my dear my love Mary my own The motherless child, the new-widowed wife And all in the world who are made to mourn. And what’s that thunder in the sky? Mary my dear my love Mary my own That is the wrath of the Lord of Hosts: the bitter seed that you have sown. And who’s that beating at the door? Mary my dear my love Mary my own Those are the fists of the dispossessed and they’re seeking a place to call their own. What is that glory fills the sky? Mary my dear my love Mary my own That is the fire of judgement day for the long-awaited time has come. And who are cast into the depths? Mary my dear my love Mary my own The holy men, the rich and the proud, in the name of God such things have done. And who shall dance before the Lord? Mary my dear my love Mary my own The broken ones, the lost and the damned, for soon must come their harvest home.
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Jesus Christ 04:32
Jesus Christ was a man, he travelled through the land, Hard-working man and brave. He said to the rich: Give your riches to the poor, So they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. chorus: Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand, His followers true and brave. But the rich men and the priests, like a pack of raging beasts, They laid Jesus Christ in his grave. He went to the banker, he went to the priest, Told all of them the same: Sell your jewels and your gold, give it all to the poor, And they laid Jesus Christ in his grave. chorus: Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand, etc Now Judas was his name, that traitor of ill-fame, He sold out his comrade to the cops. But for every stinking rat who sells out and waxes fat There are thousands whose assurance never stops. chorus: Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand, etc Working people held their breath when they heard about his death And everyone wondered why. It was the landlords and the liars and the soldiers that they hired Who nailed Jesus Christ in the sky. chorus: Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand, etc But Jesus rose again like a spirit from the dead And he lives in the hearts of us all, Oscar Romero and Joe Hill, John Ball and Luther King, And millions more who answered history's call. chorus: Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand, etc This song was written by Woody Guthrie In a city of rich men and slaves. But I've added in some words that really must be heard How Jesus Christ has risen from the grave. Yes, Jesus lives again in women and in men, On the barricade, the sit-in and the strike, When working people everywhere their daily struggles share Jesus Christ is there beside them in the fight. chorus: Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand, His followers true and brave. But the rich men and the priests, like a pack of raging beasts, They laid Jesus Christ in his grave. Lord Jesus, long live Jesus, Long live Jesus Christ. When working people everywhere their daily struggles share Jesus Christ is there beside them, Christ is there beside them, Jesus Christ is there beside them in the fight.
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I dreamed of Jesus Christ last night Alive as you or me. “But you’ve been dead two thousand years.” “I rose again,” said he. “I rose again,” said he. The powers that be condemned you And they nailed you to a tree And rolled a stone across the tomb: “I rose again,” said he. “I rose again,” said he. “From Pakistan to Chile, And from China to Iran, Where poor folk hear the Gospel news,” He said, “that’s where I am.” He said, “that’s where I am.” “Whoever feeds the hungry And sets the captive free And shines a light into the dark,” He said, “that’s where I’ll be.” He said, “that’s where I’ll be.” And standing there as large as life And smiling like a friend, He said, “I’ll always be with you Until the very end. Until the very end.” I dreamed of Jesus Christ last night Alive as you or me. “But you’ve been dead two thousand years.” “I rose again,” said he. “I rose again,” said he.
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I’ve been walking down to Apocalypse Town Round by the Place of the Skull, The sky was dark and the ground was shaking With a noise like a bellowing bull. The stars were falling from the sky And the mountains were turning to dust And I fell on my knees and I cried out Please! As the whole damn world went bust. Oh, Jesus, Is this really gonna be the end? When I’m walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend? All the priests and politicians making speeches, taking votes Like tomorrow would never come, When the walls of the city are falling, and calling Like words from the deaf and the dumb. There’s a man over there with a fire in his hair And the sky it is ugly and red As a terrible morning, the fisherman’s warning, Loud enough to waken the dead. Oh, Jesus, Is this really gonna be the end? When I’m walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend? There’s war and the rumours of war and the day Is blacker by far than the night. The people are starving and they’re throwing the food Away so we can’t get a bite. The rich and the poor are closing the door Upon any way to agree. The meek shall inherit the earth you say, But we’re locked in the land of the free. Oh, Jesus, Is this really gonna be the end? When I’m walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend? The graveyards are yawning, this final morning When the oceans shall give up their dead. Each son and daughter like lambs to the slaughter To the Gates of Hell are led. Now Gabriel’s sword is the unspoken word Of the Name that can never be named. The guilty may scatter, it really don’t matter Who’s innocent now or blamed. Oh, Jesus, Is this really gonna be the end? When I’m walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend? For two thousand years we’ve been telling each other The time’s gonna surely come. It’ll be with a bang or a whimper, they say, Or a funeral beat on the drum. Could be red revolution or a final solution, Doesn’t matter which way or how. One thing is certain, the final curtain Is falling, the time is now. Oh, Jesus, Is this really gonna be the end? When I’m walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend? You can hide in the rock, but the rock is a-melting, The sea is a bubbling brew. The stocks and the shares are rising and plunging As the many are robbed by the few. Their computers have numbered each hair on your head With the terrible Mark of the Beast. But the new revelation, the divine invitation Commands us to join in the feast. Oh, Jesus, Is this really gonna be the end? When I’m walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend? But there’s peace in the eye of the storm; Darkness fades in the light of the dawn. In a wedding gown Jerusalem comes down To Apocalypse Town. O say can you see, there’s gonna be A new heaven, and also new earth. The old’s gotta die and no pie in the sky Can prevent what’s coming to birth. Let this be the date when your anger and hate Surrenders to Almighty Love, And the Kingdom you seek for the poor and the meek Is right here, not in heaven above. Oh, Jesus, May this really be the end! No more walking down to Apocalypse Town With eternity round the bend!

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released March 18, 2013

All words by Karl Dallas. Some tunes traditional or public domain, otherwise as listed for specific tracks.

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