Scripture Verse

Command therefore that the sepulcher be made sure until the third day, lest His disciples come by night, and steal Him away, and say unto the people, He is risen from the dead. Matthew 27:64

Introduction

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Isaac H. Meredith
1872–1962

Words: Flo­ra Kirk­land, 1903.

Music: Adapt­ed from Gou­nod by Is­aac H. Me­re­dith, 1903 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Kirk­land (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

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Resurrection of Christ
16th Century

Lyrics

Sealed was the tomb, guard­ed by sol­diers,
Brightly the moon­light shone around;
Roadway and hill gleamed in the bright­ness,
Flooded with light the gar­den’s bound.
Brighter the light seen ’neath the ol­ives;
Forms bright as sun­light, ’mid the trees,
Soldiers were there, clad as for war­fare;
Lo! they are gone, and who are these?
See yon­der, hast­en­ing to the ci­ty,
The trem­bling sold­iers in ter­ror go!
Earthquake as­tound­ing, strange light sur­round­ing,
Drive them away these things to show.

Refrain

O won­der­ful light in the gar­den,
That fad­eth not away!
The King who was laid in the sha­dow
With vic­t’ry is crowned this glo­ri­ous day.

Darkly they plan; false­ly as dark­ly,
Stories that He was borne away—
Borne by His friends, poor weak dis­ci­ples,
Stol’n when the moon was bright as day!
Soldiers of Rome ne’er slept on du­ty,
False was the tale for sil­ver told;
Death could not hold that migh­ty Vic­tor!
Lift up your heads, ye gates of gold!
The morn of glo­ry hath awak­en­ed,
And death no long­er holds bound­less pow’r;
Empty the pri­son, Je­sus has ris­en;
Time hath no rich­er, grand­er hour.

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