by Dave Schultz
Because Jesus
Because Jesus came, the whole world was given hope.
He came with the authority of God’s only
Son, and with grace enough to sanctify Sundays.
He came and walked among us, and felt what we feel,
The rages of days and the temptations of night.
He came and lived perfectly, and so earned our praise.
Because Jesus died, we offer undying praise.
He died to bear our sins, and in him is the hope
Of redemption, souls made gentle as the night.
He died for wrath, and to fulfill God’s plan: only
God’s will redeems us, not what we do or feel.
He died in grace, and was raised the King of Sundays.
Because Jesus rose, we raise sacred hands on Sundays.
He rose as the firstborn, as leader of our praise,
As the way and the light for the worship we feel.
He rose high like a banner proclaiming our hope,
Showing salvation to all, not Israel only.
He rose to lift man to God in a single night.
Because Jesus lives, we can speak with him each night.
He lives in each hour, and all days are like Sundays,
As we look to Him and learn to serve God only.
He lives to prove our faith, and justify our praise:
That life is of God, and eternal life our hope.
He lives in our hearts, and His presence we always feel.
Because Jesus reigns, holy power is all we feel.
He reigns over each day, and triumphs every night,
Smiting evil with good, ending misery with hope.
He reigns through the will of the Father of Sundays,
And the whole world trembles with thanksgiving and praise.
He reigns in our lives, and we obey Him only.
Because Jesus saves, pain lasts one lifetime only.
He saves from eternal fire, whether we feel
It or not, and opens wide the Kingdom of Praise.
He saves from sin, from death, from the terrors of night,
And delivers us into green lands and warm Sundays.
He saves--and so we save for Him our faith and hope.
Jesus came to bring hope, died as an act of praise,
rose in the night, lives in all that we see and feel,
reigns as God’s only Son, and saves us on Sundays.
