Arise, Sad Heart, Arise in Haste

Arise

sad heart

arise in haste

Come forth

but not to weep;

Come

end thy sor­row at the grave

Where Je­sus lay asleep.

Astir He was be­fore the sun:

The stone was rolled away

While dark­ness yet with­held the dawn—

There are two suns to­day.

His serv­ant

day’s fa­mil­iar lord

Shall shine no more in vain;

For He

the ev­er­last­ing sun

In flam­ing pow­er shall reign.

Rise

fee­ble heart

come quick­ly forth

Though wea­ry night was long;

Let sor­row now be ve­ry glad

And weak­ness ve­ry strong.

Forget the shud­der and the shout

The noon with ter­ror black

That dark­ly-fin­ished work of woe—

The Work­er has come back;

Himself His fin­ished work

is here;

Come

greet the ho­ly light

That flows from sor­row-soft­ened eyes

With love eter­nal bright.

Rise

hap­py heart

arise in haste

And in­to Ed­en come;

New para­dise is plant­ed now

And He

its beau­ty’s sum;

Its tree of life

its light of life

Its stream of life is here;

Come

hal­low many hap­py songs

With one last hap­py tear.