The Sun Of God Is Risen
The Sun of God is risen with healing in His wings
And in my heart melodious anthems ring.
He brings the balm of Gilead to heal my troubled sin-sick soul.
Yes, the Sun of God is risen with healing in His wings
The Son of God His righteousness
Doth bring sweet quietness
In His own blood, He has washed my sins
For the Son of God is risen, Oh peace, Oh blessedness.
The Sun of God is risen with healing in His wings.
The lamp that lighteth up the world and our salvation brings.
Oh revelation, joy sublime, He heals my ills, He has washed my sins,
For the Sun of God is risen with healing in His wings.