To the tomb so chill and lonely,
Friendly hands the Savior bore;
When His foes had crucified Him,
And when they could mock no more,
Then a guard of Roman soldiers
By the spot were made to stay,
Lest, they said, that His disciples
Should His body take away!

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Mighty Savior! We adore Thee,
We Thy resurrection own;
We will love, and we will serve Thee,
We will make Thy goodness known.

Jesus had to His disciples
Clearly His own death foretold;
And that death had power only
For three days His form to hold;
And just when the time was ended,
Lo! new life the Savior found,
And the soldiers all were frightened,
And like dead men fell around.

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Jesus has in truth arisen,
He was seen to many eyes;
And He lives, our Mediator,
In the heav’nly paradise;
We shall live because He liveth,
We shall see His blessèd face,
Thro’ the flight of endless ages,
Sinners saved by matchless grace.

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