At the Tomb

To the tomb where they laid Him

At the dawn of the day

Mary came with her spic­es

There her hom­age to pay.

She had thought there to find Him

In the cold

si­lent tomb

And her heart filled with ang­uish

When she knew He had gone.

Mary! Ma­ry!

Rabboni

oh

my Mas­ter!

He is ris’n from the dead.

Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!

We will praise Him

We will praise Him.

Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!

He is ris’n from the dead.

By His grave she stood weep­ing

Filled with sor­row and gloom

But she gazed on the an­gels

In the midst of the tomb.

As she turned

a voice ad­dressed her

Why this weep­ing

tell Me

pray?

Oh

where have you laid Him?

I will take Him away.