His Tomb Wasn’t Empty Karen Peck & New River

Two guards were posted
At the door of the tomb
Where they laid my Savior
On that dark afternoon
And no one believed
They'd ever see Him again
But His work wasn't finished
It was time to begin

And a miracle happened
On the third day
Just before the sunrise
The stone was rolled away
And though Peter and John said
They saw nothing within
I know His tomb wasn't empty
It was full of my sins

Oh, I'm a living witness
To my Savior's death
Where He bought my salvation
With His last breath
And there on the cross
He knew I would fall
Oh, but only His blood
Would cover it all