The whole land was covered with darkness,
As Jesus died on Calvary;
0, why did that perfect Son of God
Have to bear such agony?

Because men's hearts are evil,
And dark and vile within,
Jesus alone was pure enough
To pay the price for sin.

Praise God! my Saviour rose again,
That resurrection morn;
Jesus arose and conquered death,
So men could be re-bom.

I cannot bear to dwell upon
Lonely Gethsemane;
Or the sufferings of my Saviour
As he died on Calvary;

I'd rather ponder on the power
That raised Jesus from the dead;
The power to resist temptation
In the holy life He led.

The Bible says that that same power
Is available for me,
If I would but trust Him fully,
I could live, triumphantly.

I believe it's really up to me,
That mighty power to receive,
Then I would witness boldly
And many others would believe.