Risen

Who is it that you're looking for,
Mary, why do you weep,
Raise your chin and face to me,
Stop staring at your feet,
The tomb lies empty,
The garden adorned, and born in dew,
The old night is cold and gone,
See what's right in front of you,

Stop this navel gazing,
Dry your needless tears,
Allow your eyes, to rise,
Above horizons,
To the Lord of all your years,

I know that you are hurting,
I know you're filled with pain,
But let the hope that once inspired you,
Fill you heart and life again,

Listen to my voice,
As I call out your name,
Remember the promises I made,
That I would rise again,

Mary, Why are you weeping,
Mary, Who do you look for,
Open the door of your eyes, and rise,
I am standing before,

You don't have a fear,
You don't have a need,
That is not cast away,
That is not met in me,

Some people are scared of shadows,
Some people are scared of light,
But greatest joy comes in the morning,
After the darkest, blackest night,

People searching in dark corners,
For the purpose that they need,
For the love that should define them,
When all the time it's found in me,

People seeking out their healing,
By crawling on broken glass,
If only they'd open their eyes,
Drop their pride and ask,

Looking for a purpose, looking for a goal,
Reaching out for something to fill the God shaped hole,
Reaching out for peace and they're crying out for love,
But they're searching in the mud instead of looking above,
You'll never find your freedom, while locked inside your head,
Let me ask you a question,
Why search for the living among the dead?

And these dead things that you look to,
To fill your aching need,
Do they still the aching longing,
Tell me, do they stem the bleed?
Do they promise to release you,
But then lock you in the grave,
Do they promise to rescue you,
But fail to save?

Ands what is it that you want?
That thing you can't define?
Open your eyes and rise,
Let the light in and shine,

This morning of resurrection,
The dawn of all your hope,
That changes your horizon,
That widens your scope,

Death is just the beginning,
That leads to life that's new,
So die to self,
And rise,
To the hope inside of you,

Tell me why are you weeping?
Who is it you look for?
The one who holds the keys,
And stands knocking at your door,

This resurrection comeback King,
The one who died but lives,
Who fills your life with mercy,
And the power that he gives,

Don't look in dead religion,
Don't look from east to west,
Don't look in lifeless loving,
Don't bother with the rest,

Mary, stop your crying,
Simply open up your eyes,
I am standing right before you,
I told you, I would rise,