Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe
Jesus is risen just as He said He would
And heaven and nature sing.
And the song is spring
And spring becomes the fount of Hope in the frozen heart of man.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!