We’re not alone, for Christ is here.
Immanuel our God come near.
We’re not alone, for to our world
Jesus has come, eternal Word.
And as he speaks, our souls laid bare.
Naked, ashamed, sin is made clear.
And yet he clothes us in his love.
Never alone, Christ is with us, is with us.
The longest walk, earth’s darkest day.
The pressing crowd, his mounting pain.
A heavy load of grief and shame.
Breathless that we should breathe again.
“Father, forgive them,” comes his cry.
Silence from God blackens the sky.
A creeping dread in every heart.
Lost in the world, now God departs, God departs.
The dawn will come, the sun will rise.
Out of the grave we’ll see hope’s light.
Tomb opened wide, stone rolled away.
Morning has come, a brand new day.
“He isn’t here,” the angel said.
“He is alive, no longer dead.”
Our hearts are lifted, souls raised high.
Christ is with us. Christ is our life, he’s our life.
Never alone is now our cry.
In joy, in grief, in lonely sin.
Never alone for Christ is ours.
He lives in us, we live in him.
And ’til we reach that final day,
When fears are gone, cast far away.
We’ll live secure, trust in his love.
Never alone, Christ is with us, he’s with us.