He Dies! The Heav’nly Lover Dies!

He dies! the heav’n­ly Lov­er dies!

Lo! Sa­lem’s daugh­ters weep around;

A so­lemn dark­ness veils the skies

A sud­den trem­bling shakes the ground:

Come

saints

and drop a tear or two

For Him who groaned be­neath your load;

He shed a thou­sand drops for you—

A thou­sand drops of rich­est blood.

Here’s love and grief be­yond de­gree:

The Lord of glo­ry dies for man!

But lo! what sud­den joys we see:

Jesus

the dead

re­vives again.

The ris­ing God for­sakes the tomb;

In vain the tomb for­bids Him rise;

Cherubic le­gions guard Him home

And shout Him wel­come to the skies.

Break off your tears

ye saints

and tell

How high your great de­liv’rer reigns;

Sing how He spoiled the hosts of hell

And led the mon­ster Death in chains:

Say

Live for­ev­er

won­drous King!

Born to re­deem

and strong to save;

Then ask the mon­ster

Where’s thy sting?

And Where’s thy vict’ry

boast­ing Grave?