The Grave Shall Restore Its Trust

Verse 1

Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb; Take this new treasure to thy trust And give these sacred relics room To slumber in the quiet dust.

Verse 2

Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, Invades thy bounds; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose.

Verse 3

So Jesus slept; God's dying Son Passed through the grave, and blessed the bed: Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne The morning break, and pierce the shade.