Biografía:
Don Francisco is a.Christian artist, singer, songwriter, musician and man with a message for the church. Even among Christian musicians, Francisco's style is unique and distinctive. He tends to focus on acoustic instruments barren of modern production techniques and concentrates on the narratives of the songs, using a ballad style or speaking through the music that interprets Scriptural events or Biblical lessons. More on his ministry can be found at http://www.rockymountainministries.org
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
He's Alive by Don Francisco
Am G Am
The gates and doors were barred and all the windows fastened down.
G Am
I spent the night in sleeplessness and rose at every sound.
Dm G Am
Half in hopeless sorrow and half in fear the day
G Am
Would find the soldiers breaking through to drag us all away.
And just before the sunrise I heard something at the wall.
The gate began to rattle and a voice began to call.
I hurried to the window and looked down into the street
Expecting swords and torches and the sound of soldiers feet.
There was no one there but Mary so I went down to let her in.
John stood there beside me as she told us where she'd been.
She said "They moved Him in the night and none of us knows where.
The stone's been rolled away and now His body isn't there."
We both ran toward the garden, then John ran on ahead.
We found the stone and the empty tomb just the way that Mary said.
But the winding sheet they wrapped Him in was just an empty shell.
And how or where they'd taken Him was more than I could tell.
Well, something strange had happened there, but, just what I didn't
know.
John believed a miracle but I just turned to go.
Circumstance and speculation couldn't lift me very high,
Cause I'd seen them crucify Him, then I saw Him die.
Back inside the house again, the guilt and anguish came.
Everything I'd promised Him just added to my shame.
When, at last, it came to choices, I denied I knew His name.
And even if he was alive, it wouldn't be the same.
But suddenly the air was filled with strange and sweet perfume.
Light that came from everywhere drove shadows from the room.
Jesus stood before me with His arms held open wide
And I fell down on my knees and just clung to Him and cried.
He raised me to my feet and, as I looked into His eyes,
Love was shining out from Him, like sun light from the skies.
Guilt and my confusion disappeared in sweet release,
Am G A A A A A A C C G G D D
Every fear I'd ever had just melted into peace.
A C
He's alive .......... He's alive.
G D
He's alive and I'm forgiven, heaven's gates are open wide.
He's alive .......... He's alive.
He's alive .......... He's alive.
don-francisco.com
Am G Am
The gates and doors were barred and all the windows fastened down.
G Am
I spent the night in sleeplessness and rose at every sound.
Dm G Am
Half in hopeless sorrow and half in fear the day
G Am
Would find the soldiers breaking through to drag us all away.
And just before the sunrise I heard something at the wall.
The gate began to rattle and a voice began to call.
I hurried to the window and looked down into the street
Expecting swords and torches and the sound of soldiers feet.
There was no one there but Mary so I went down to let her in.
John stood there beside me as she told us where she'd been.
She said "They moved Him in the night and none of us knows where.
The stone's been rolled away and now His body isn't there."
We both ran toward the garden, then John ran on ahead.
We found the stone and the empty tomb just the way that Mary said.
But the winding sheet they wrapped Him in was just an empty shell.
And how or where they'd taken Him was more than I could tell.
Well, something strange had happened there, but, just what I didn't
know.
John believed a miracle but I just turned to go.
Circumstance and speculation couldn't lift me very high,
Cause I'd seen them crucify Him, then I saw Him die.
Back inside the house again, the guilt and anguish came.
Everything I'd promised Him just added to my shame.
When, at last, it came to choices, I denied I knew His name.
And even if he was alive, it wouldn't be the same.
But suddenly the air was filled with strange and sweet perfume.
Light that came from everywhere drove shadows from the room.
Jesus stood before me with His arms held open wide
And I fell down on my knees and just clung to Him and cried.
He raised me to my feet and, as I looked into His eyes,
Love was shining out from Him, like sun light from the skies.
Guilt and my confusion disappeared in sweet release,
Am G A A A A A A C C G G D D
Every fear I'd ever had just melted into peace.
A C
He's alive .......... He's alive.
G D
He's alive and I'm forgiven, heaven's gates are open wide.
He's alive .......... He's alive.
He's alive .......... He's alive.
don-francisco.com
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