THE RESURRECTION.
YE who, clad in shining raiment,
Watch within the empty tomb
Where the dear Lord's sacred Body
Lay in death through yester's gloom,
Tell us, guests from realms of glory,
All the Resurrection's story!
Watch within the empty tomb
Where the dear Lord's sacred Body
Lay in death through yester's gloom,
Tell us, guests from realms of glory,
All the Resurrection's story!
How the tide of life returning
Flushed the piercèd hands and feet;
How the Heart so lately broken
Once again began to beat;
How the Head by thorns so woundedget
Victory's aureole surrounded!
Flushed the piercèd hands and feet;
How the Heart so lately broken
Once again began to beat;
How the Head by thorns so woundedget
Victory's aureole surrounded!
Tell us, glorious one whose garment
Gleameth whiter than the snow,
And whose countenance as lightning
Laid the watch, like dead men, low;
Mightiest one, from Heaven descended,
Tell us how the tomb was rended!
Gleameth whiter than the snow,
And whose countenance as lightning
Laid the watch, like dead men, low;
Mightiest one, from Heaven descended,
Tell us how the tomb was rended!
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