In this obsession with / The things this world says make us happy / Can’t see the slaves we are / In all the searching, all the grasping / Like we deserve much more / Than all these blessings we’re holding / So now I’m running free / Into an ocean of mercy, unending // So come and empty me / So that it’s You I breathe / I want my life to be / Only Christ in me / So I will fix my eyes / ‘Cause You’re my source of life / I need the world to see / That it’s Christ in me, yeah / That it’s Christ in me, yeah // Done with what holds me down / The things I once was chasing after / Throw off these heavy chains / That I have let become my master / So now I’m running free / Into an ocean of mercy, unending
“Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. He has risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid him. But go, tell his disciples and Peter, ‘He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.’”