Lazarus Come Forth
I am the Master’s Friend
He often came to see me in my home.
I knew He was the one
Sent to save men, come from the Father’s throne.
We listened to His words
My sister Mary sitting at His feet
Then I fell sick and died
Everyone was weeping with defeat.
I heard Him calling me
That familiar voice that I have known so well.
My spirit heard His voice
And here I stand and I’m alive and well.
Lazarus, come forth,
Come forth from the grave.
Listen to the voice
That was born to save.
Lazarus come forth,
Drop your graveclothes to the floor,
You know that you won’t need them,
You’ll never ever need them anymore.
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