That Blessèd Easter Day

The se­pul­cher was emp­ty

The wo­men stood with­out;

Their hearts were filled with sor­row

With won­der

fear and doubt;

They came with frag­rant spic­es

That bless­èd East­er day;

They said

The stone is hea­vy

Who’ll roll the rock away?

Fear not

the an­gels whis­pered

May peace your spir­its cheer;

The Lord you love is ris­en

Your mas­ter is not here;

Go tell all His dis­ci­ples

Their Sav­ior lives again

Who for the sins of ma­ny

On Cal­va­ry was slain.

Sometimes life’s hea­vy cross­es

Seem more than we can bear;

Sometimes our foot­steps fal­ter

Beneath the load of care;

When tri­als ov­er­take us

Let us look up and pray:

No cross will be too hea­vy

For Christ to roll away.