Christ's Resurrection a Pledge of Our's

Verse 1

When I the holy grave survey, Where once my Saviour deign'd to lie; I see fulfill'd what prophets say, And all the power of death defy.

Verse 2

This empty tomb shall now proclaim How weak the bands of conquer'd death: Sweet pledge, that all who trust his name Shall rise, and draw immortal breath.

Verse 3

Jesus, once number'd with the dead, Unseals his eyes to sleep no more; And ever lives, their cause to plead, For whom the pains of death he bore.

Verse 4

Thy risen Lord, my soul, behold; See the rich diadem he wears! Thou too shalt bear an harp of gold, To crown thy joy when he appears.

Verse 5

Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My flesh forever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave.