LYRIC

He Dies! The Friend Of Sinners Dies!
Lo! Salem’s Daughters Weep Around;
A Solemn Darkness Veils The Skies,
A Sudden Trembling Shakes The Ground.

Come, Saints, And Drop A Tear Or Two
For Him Who Groaned Beneath Your Load:
He Shed A Thousand Drops For You,
A Thousand Drops Of Richer Blood.

Here’s Love And Grief Beyond Degree:
The Lord Of Glory Dies For Men!
But Lo! What Sudden Joys We See,
Jesus, The Dead, Revives Again!

The Rising God Forsakes The Tomb;
The Tomb In Vain Forbids His Rise;
Cherubic Legions Guard Him Home,
And Shout Him Welcome To The Skies.

Break Off Your Fears, Ye Saints, And Tell
How High Your Great Deliv’rer Reigns;
Sing How He Spoiled The Hosts Of Hell,
And Led The Monster Death In Chains!

Say, “Live Forever, Wondrous King!
Born To Redeem, And Strong To Save;”
Then Ask The Monster, “Where’s Thy Sting?”
And, “Where’s Thy Vict’ry, Boasting Grave?”

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