Scripture Verse

They shall scourge Him, and put Him to death: and the third day He shall rise again. Luke 18:33


George C. Hugg (1848–1907)

Words & Mu­sic: George C. Hugg, Fair­er Than Day (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: George C. Hugg, 1903), num­ber 197 (🔊 pdf nwc).


Soft the ev­en­ing bells are ring­ing,
Night her sa­ble shade is fling­ing,
Death with dread­ful grip is cling­ing,
To the form with­in the tomb.


Angels of light watch thro’ the night!
Waiting the glo­ri­ous dawn­ing,
Knowing full well, sin, death and hell,
Vanquished will be in the morn­ing.

Roman guards their vi­gils keep­ing,
Birds on dew-gemmed bough are sleep­ing
Broken heart­ed Ma­ry’s weeping,
While the King sleeps sweet­ly on.


See the arm­èd sen­tries shak­ing!
Lo, the seal­èd tomb is break­ing.
And the Lord to life is wak­ing!
Yea, He com­eth forth in might!