CXLIII. Christ's Resurrection a Pledge or ours

1 When I the holy grave survey,
Where once my Savior deign'd to lie;
I see fulfil'd what prophets say,
And all the power of death defy.

2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim
How weak the bands of conquer'd death:
Sweet pledge, that all who trust his name
Shall rise, and draw immortal breath.

3 [Our surety, freed, declares us free,
For whose offences he was seiz'd:
In his release our own we see,
And shout to view Jehovah pleas'd.]

4 Jesus, once number'd with the dead,
Unseals his eyes to sleep no more;
And ever lives, their cause to plead,
For whom the pains of death he bore.

5 Thy risen Lord, my soul behold;
See the rich diadem he wears!
Thou too shalt bear an harp of gold,
To crown thy joy when he appears.

6 Tho' in the dust I lay my head,
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My flesh forever with the dead,
Nor lose thy children in the grave.

Text Information
First Line: When I the holy grave survey
Title: Christ's Resurrection a Pledge or ours
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Topic: The Resurrection and Ascension of Christ; Resurrection of Christ; A pledge of our Resurrection
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