Scripture Verse

As they were afraid, and bowed down their faces to the earth, they said unto them, Why seek ye the living among the dead? Luke 24:5


Resurrection Morn
Herbert G. Schmalz

Words: Ros­si­ter W. Ray­mond, in Book of Praise for the Sun­day School, by George A. Bell & Hu­bert P. Main (New York: Big­low & Main, 1875).

Music: Wil­helm, ar­ranged from Karl Wil­helm (1815–1873) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Rossiter W. Raymond


Ye fainting souls, lift up your eyes
To where the morning lights the skies!
The awful shadows flee away
Before the swift advancing day.
The Lord is ris’n; He could not die;
He lives for you eternally;
And by His victory o’er the grave
His people He will surely save!

No longer mourn your seeming loss;
No longer weep before the cross,
Nor search the darkness of the tomb;
While overheard the morn has come!
Now what shall harm your joyful souls
While your Redeemer all controls?
No night shall hide again His face;
No grave shall be His resting place.