Low in The Grave He Lay
Low in The Grave He Lay
Low in the grave he lay,
Jesus, my Saviour,
Waiting the coming day,
Jesus, my Lord:
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives for ever with His saints to reign:
He arose! He arose!
Alleluia! Christ arose!
Vainly they watch His bed,
Jesus, my Saviour;
Vainly they seal the dead,
Jesus, my Lord:
Death cannot keep his prey,
Jesus, my Saviour;
He tore the bars away,
Jesus, my Lord: