Martha told Him, "You're four days late
If You had been here, he'd still be alive"
Jesus told her, "I am the Life
He who believes in me shall never die"
Then He shouted and said:
"Lazarus, come forth"
And Lazarus rose from the dead
There's a little Lazarus in all of us
Come on, let it rise, let it rise
Can't you hear Him? He is calling us
To come outside, come outside
Paralyzed by a hopeless shame
It's been a while since you've felt alive
Wrapped in grave clothes and fine perfume
But it can't hide the death you feel inside
But Jesus calls out your name
Calling you forth:
"Come out of that tomb of shame"
There's a little Lazarus in all of us
Come on, let it rise, let it rise
Can't you hear Him? He is calling us
To come outside, come outside
Once I was on the other side
The way across was just to wide
But I've been brought from death to life
His voice has crossed the great divide
There's a little Lazarus in all of us
Come on, let it rise, let it rise
There's a little Lazarus in all of us
Come on, let it rise, let it rise
Can't you hear Him? He is calling us
To come outside, to come outside
(There's a little Lazarus in all of us)
There's a little Lazarus
(Let it rise, let it rise)
Let it rise
(Can't you hear Him? He is calling us)
Can't you hear Him? He is calling
(To come outside, come outside)
He is calling, let it rise
compositores: FRAN KING, GORDON SCOTT KENNEDY, PHIL L. NAISH, WESLEY I. KING
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