The Groom is Alive

She was then freshly twenty, her eyes warm and friendly
When her husband went off to war
His nation had called him, his conscience compelled him
He had left and her heart was torn
He was gone for a year, she shed many tears
Always thinking today he would die
Then a sound down the hall, there he stood proud and tall
Her husband, her love, was alive!

Her groom was alive! Her groom was alive!
She thought she had lost him, she feared he had died
Her groom was alive! Her groom was alive!
She had ached for her darling, she shook and cried
But now he could hold her, her groom was alive

For years they’d been married, their love ever sharing
A picture of Christ and His Bride
One night they went driving, the ice sent them sliding
They rolled down the mountainside
She woke in a daze, her sight filled with haze
Her darling was still, by her side
But then his head stirred, her heart did a turn
Her husband, her love, was alive!

Her groom was alive! Her groom was alive!
She thought she had lost him, she feared he had died
Her groom was alive! Her groom was alive!
She ached for her darling, she shook and she cried
He could again hold her, her groom was alive

The Cross had been empty, their hearts had been breaking
For two tough and lonely days
Their hopes had been shattered, when his blood fell and splattered
They walked in a mournful daze
But on the third day, the stone rolled away
The tomb was all empty inside
Their joy was returned, their hearts flared and burned
Their Savior, their Love, was alive!

The Groom is alive! The Groom is alive!
My sin crucified Him, with Love Jesus died
The Groom is alive! The Groom is alive!
I ache for my Savior, I shake and I cry
My Savior is with me, the Groom is alive!