Hymnal: The Christian Hymnal Revised
Date: 1882
Compiler: A I Hobbs et al
Publisher/Printer: Christian Publishing Co
First Line: The angels that watch'd round the tomb
Topic: Christ/Resurrection
Writer: William Collyer
Composer:
Meter: 8s double
Tune: Clarington
Hymn Number: 546
Page Number: 192, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsTHE angels that watch'd round the tomb,
Where low the Redeemer was laid,
When deep in mortality's gloom
He hid for a season His head;
That veil'd their fair face while He slept,
And ceas'd their sweet harps to employ,
Have witness'd His rising, and swept
The chords with the triumphs of joy.
You saints, who once languish'd below,
But long since have enter'd your rest,
I pant to be glorified too,
To lean on Immanuel's breast.
The grave in which Jesus was laid
Has buried my guilt and my fears;
And while I contemplate its shade,
The light of His presence appears.
O sweet is the season of rest,
When life's weary journey is done!
The blush that spreads over its west,
The last ling'ring ray of its sun!
Though dreary the empire of night,
I soon shall emerge from its gloom,
And see immortality's light
Arise on the shades of the tomb.
Then welcome the last rending sighs,
When these aching heart-strings shall break,
When death shall extinguish these eyes,
And moisten with dew the pale cheek.
No terror the prospect begets,
I am not mortality's slave;
The sunbeam of life, as it sets,
Illumines the night of the grave.