To the tomb where they laid Him,
At the dawn of the day,
Mary came with her spic­es,
There her hom­age to pay.
She had thought there to find Him,
In the cold, si­lent tomb,
And her heart filled with ang­uish,
When she knew He had gone.

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Mary! Ma­ry!
Rabboni, oh, my Mas­ter!
He is ris’n from the dead.
Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!
We will praise Him,
We will praise Him.
Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!
He is ris’n from the dead.

By His grave she stood weep­ing,
Filled with sor­row and gloom,
But she gazed on the an­gels,
In the midst of the tomb.
As she turned, a voice ad­dressed her,
Why this weep­ing, tell Me, pray?
Oh, where have you laid Him?
I will take Him away.

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