LYRIC

Morning Breaks Upon The Tomb;
Jesus Scatters All Its Gloom.
Day Of Triumph Through The Skies;
See The Glorious Savior Rise.

Ye Who Are Of Death Afraid
Triumph In The Scattered Shade.
Drive Your Anxious Cares Away;
See The Place Where Jesus Lay.

Christians, Dry Your Flowing Tears
Chase Your Unbelieving Fears;
Look On His Deserted Grave,
Doubt No More His Power To Save.

 

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