Will you show wonders to the dead
Shall the dead arise and praise your name
Shall thy mercies be declared in the grave
Thy faithfulness in destruction

Shall thy wonders be known in the dark
Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness
And in the morning shall my prayer come to meet thee
Or will you hide your face from me

Yes I’ll show wonders to the dead
Yes the dead shall rise and praise your Holy Name
My mercies be declared in the grave
My faithfulness in destruction

Yes my wonders shall be known in the dark
Thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness
And in the morning shall thy prayer come to meet me
I’ll not hide my face from thee

In the morning will I rise
In the morning will I rise
Though every man forsake me
On this I will rely
Though hell and death prevent me
And swallow up my life
In the morning will I rise