Even the Grave

There is hope for the prodigal
Rescue for the weary soul
Nothing is impossible with God
Even the grave
Even the grave
Even the grave, could not hold Him down

In the garden of Gethsemane
Jesus prayed upon His knees
Father will you take this cup from me?

Then came the battle cry
Victory for you and I
Father not my will, Your's be done

Not my will but Your's
Not my will but Your's
Not my will but Your's, Your's be done

There is hope for the prodigal
Rescue for the weary soul
Nothing is impossible with God
Even the grave
Even the grave
Even the grave, could not hold Him down

Come sing the battle cry
Victory for you and I
Father not our will, Your's be done

Not our will but Your's
Not our will but Your's
Not our will but Your's
Your's be done

Even the grave
Even the grave
Even the grave, could not hold Him down