Verse 1

YE humble souls that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away; And bow with rapture down to see The place where Jesus lay.

Verse 2

Thus low the Lord of life was brought, Such wonders love can do; Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which throbbed and bled for you.

Verse 3

But raise your eyes and tune your songs; The Saviour lives again: Not all the bolts and bars of death The Conqueror could detain.

Verse 4

High o’er the angelic bands He rears His once dishonored head; And through unnumbered years He reigns, Who dwelt among the dead.

Verse 5

With joy like His shall every saint His vacant tomb survey; Then rise with his ascending Lord To realms of endless day.

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