Low in the grave he lay,
Jesus, my saviour,
waiting the coming day,
Jesus, my Lord:
   Up from the grave he arose,
   as the victor over all his foes;
   he arose in triumph from the dark domain,
   and he lives for ever with his saints to reign:
   He arose! He arose!
   Alleluia! Christ arose!


Vainly they guard his bed,
Jesus, my saviour;
vainly they seal the dead,
Jesus, my Lord:
   Up from the grave ...

Death cannot keep his prey,
Jesus, my saviour;
he tore the bars away,
Jesus, my Lord:
   Up from the grave ...

Robert Lowry (1826-1899)
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