Easter After Calvary

O’er the ho­ly ci­ty slum­ber­ing

Night her sa­ble wings yet spread

But the hours their slow march num­ber­ing

See the life among the dead.

Seraph hands turned back the por­tal

Oped the dark and rock-bound grave

And the vic­tor robed im­mor­tal

Stood re­vealed the world to save.

Hail the vic­tor! He has con­quered

Death is fet­tered

He is free;

Resurrection af­ter dy­ing

Easter af­ter Cal­va­ry!

From the hill of death and ang­uish

May we to the gar­den turn;

There we see the suf­fer­er lang­uish

Here Je­ho­vah’s pow­er we learn.

There the sun in dark­ness hid­ing

Veiled her face be­fore that sight;

Now as king of Heav’n abid­ing

Dwells He as its sun and light.

Now no more are thorns His crown­ing

Glory sits up­on His brow

And re­vil­ing stripes and frown­ing

Perish in His tri­umph now.

Death the king He has sub­ject­ed

Satan lies be­neath His heel

O’er them see the cross erect­ed

Love’s eter­nal bond and seal.