Around Thy grave, Lord Jesus

Around Thy grave

Lord Jesus

In spirit here we stand

With hearts all full of praises

To keep Thy blest command:

Our souls by faith rejoicing

To trace Thy path of love

Down through death’s angry billows

Up to the throne above.

Lord Jesus! we remember

The travail of Thy soul

When through Thy love’s deep pity

The waves did o’er Thee roll;

Baptized in death’s dark waters

For us Thy blood was shed;

For us Thou

Lord of Glory

Wast numbered with the dead.

O Lord! Thou now art risen

Thy travail all is o’er;

For sin Thou once hast suffered

Thou liv’st to die no more;

Sin

death and hell are vanquished

By Thee

the Church’s Head;

And lo! we share Thy triumphs

Thou first-born from the dead.

Unto Thy death baptized

We own with Thee we died;

With Thee

our Life

we’re risen

And shall be glorified.

From sin

the world

and Satan

We’re ransomed by Thy blood

And here would walk as strangers

Alive with Thee to God.