The Resurrection Morn (Kramer)

If we en­ter into glo­ry

At the re­sur­rect­ion light

And in tri­umph sing the sto­ry

Of the love that ban­ished night

Shall we mur­mur at the sleep­ing

Till that great re­splen­dent day?

Will it be a cause for weep­ing

When our tears are wiped away?

Let us wait for Christ from Heav­en

Let us wait for Christ from Heav­en

Let us wait for Christ from Heav­en

Till the re­sur­rect­ion morn.

When we see the saints all beam­ing

In their crowns and robes of white

And our loved ones in the gleam­ing

With their forms so pure and bright.

When we meet beyond the sigh­ing

In the home be­yond the gloom

Shall we grieve because of ly­ing

In the dark and si­lent tomb?

If we see the har­vest glow­ing

In the grand eter­nal rays

And then glad­ly reap from sow­ing

In these tears thro’ sor­row’s days

Shall we then be heard re­pin­ing

Tho’ the seed in earth re­main?

In that morn­ing’s splen­did shin­ing

It will wave in gold­en grain.

Let us wait for Christ from Heav­en

As the church in days of old;

When to us our crowns are giv­en

We will walk the streets of gold;

It will be no cause of sad­ness

That we part­ed when we died

We shall be in per­fect glad­ness

With the psalm­ist sa­tis­fied.