1 Jesus Christ, my sure defense
And my Savior, ever liveth!
Knowing this, my confidence
Rests upon the hope it giveth,
Though the night of death be fraught
Still with many an anxious thought.

2 Jesus, my redeemer, lives;
I, too, unto life shall waken.
He will bring me where he is;
Shall my courage, then, be shaken?
Shall I fear, or could the head
Rise and leave his members dead?

3 No, too closely am I bound
Unto him by hope forever;
Faith's strong hand the rock has found,
Grasped it, and will leave it never;
Even death now cannot part
From its Lord the trusting heart.

4 I am flesh and must return
Unto dust, whence I am taken;
But by faith I now discern
That from death I shall awaken,
With my Savior to abide
In his glory, at his side.

5 Then these eyes my Lord will know,
My redeemer and my brother;
In his love my soul will glow -
I myself, and not another!
Then the weakness I feel here
Will forever disappear.

6 Then take comfort and rejoice,
For his members Christ will cherish.
Fear not, they will hear his voice;
Dying, they will never perish;
For the very grave is stirred
When the trumpet's blast is heard.

7 Oh, then, draw away your hearts
From earth's pleasures base and hollow.
Strive to share what he imparts
While you here his footsteps follow.
As you now still wait to rise,
Fix your hearts beyond the skies!