He Rose! O Morn Of Wonder!
They Saw His Light Go Down
Whose Hate Had Crushed Him Under,
A King Without A Crown.
No Plume, No Garland Wore He,
Despised Death’s Victor Lay,
And Wrapped In Night His Glory,
That Claimed A Grander Day.
He Rose! He Burst Immortal
From Death’s Dark Realm Alone,
And Left Its Heavenward Portal
Swung Wide For All His Own.
Nor Need One Terror Seize Us
To Face Earth’s Final Pain,
For They Who Follow Jesus,
But Die To Live Again.
He Rose O Morn Of Wonder He Rose! O Morn Of Wonder! They Saw His Light Go Down Whose Hate Had Crushed Him Under, A King Without A Crown. No Plume, No Garland Wore He, Despised Death’s Victor Lay, And Wrapped In Night His Glory, That Claimed A Grander Day. He Rose! He Burst Immortal From Death’s Dark Realm Alone, And Left Its Heavenward Portal Swung Wide For All His Own. Nor Need One Terror Seize Us To Face Earth’s Final Pain, For They Who Follow Jesus, But Die To Live Again.