Unveil Thy Bosom, Faithful Tomb

Unveil thy bos­om

faith­ful tomb

Take this new trea­sure to thy trust

And give these sac­red rel­ics room

To seek a slum­ber in the dust;

And give these sac­red rel­ics room

To seek a slum­ber in the dust.

Nor pain

nor grief

nor anx­ious fear

Invades thy bounds

no mor­tal woes

Can reach the love­ly sleep­er here

And an­gels watch her soft re­pose;

Can reach the love­ly sleep­er here

And an­gels watch her soft re­pose.

So Je­sus slept; God’s dy­ing Son

Passed through the grave

and blessed the bed:

Rest here

fair saint

till from His throne

The morn­ing break and pierce the shade;

Rest here

fair saint

till from His throne

The morn­ing break and pierce the shade.

Break from His throne

il­lus­tri­ous morn!

Attend

O earth! His sov­er­eign Word:

Restore thy trust: a glo­ri­ous form

She must as­cend to meet her Lord;

Restore thy trust: a glo­ri­ous form

She must as­cend to meet her Lord!