Easter day hath dawned again,
Past the night of grief and pain,
Vain the guard, the tomb in vain,
To hold our bur­ied Je­sus!

Faithful hearts their watch have kept,
Loving eyes have mourned and wept,
Where, it seemed, He late­ly slept,
So still and si­lent, Je­sus!

Now, all tears have passed away,
With the ear­ly morn­ing ray;
From the grave, where once He lay,
There hath aris­en Je­sus!

Risen, He hath wor­shipped been
By re­pent­ant Mag­da­lene,
And by Simon hath been seen,
Our all-tri­um­phant Je­sus!

On this bless­èd ev­en­tide,
Two there were He walked be­side,
And they prayed—With us abide!
Although they knew not Je­sus!

Jesu, Lord! I pray to Thee,
Though Thy face not yet I see,
Evermore abide with me—
My Lord—my God—my Je­sus!