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