First Line: Low in the grave He lay—,

Low in the grave He lay—
Jesus, my Saviour !
Waiting the coming day—
Jesus, my Lord !

Up from the grave He arose, . . .
With a mighty triumph o'er His foes ; . ..
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives for ever with His saints to reign:
He arose ! . . . He arose ! . ..
Hallelujah ! Christ arose !

2 Vainly they watch His bed—
Jesus, my Saviour !
Vainly they seal the dead—
Jesus, my Lord !

3 Death cannot keep his prey—
Jesus, my Saviour !
He tore the bars away—
Jesus, my Lord !