Low in the grave He layâ Jesus, my Saviour ! Waiting the coming dayâ 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 bedâ Jesus, my Saviour ! Vainly they seal the deadâ Jesus, my Lord !
3. Death cannot keep his preyâ Jesus, my Saviour ! He tore the bars awayâ Jesus, my Lord !