Listen, you whose weeping
Listen, you
whose weeping
in salt
tears is steeping
where your Saviour
lies,
banish tears
and sadness,
now come
days of gladness,
joy and
peace your prize!
He aright
has used full
might
all death’s
shields to break and shatter,
and
completely scatter.
He has
risen truly
from the dead,
will duly
greet triumphantly;
angels you
can find there
nothing
else remains where
his grave
used to be.
Your gaze
stay
on where he
lay!
There you
should all pain be flinging
that your
heart was wringing!
Come, draw
nearer, merely
bury all that
nearly
made your
courage fail!
To his
flock make haste now,
tell with
joyful words how
he has made
death quail!
Say to each
who’s
fearful, teach
each
disciple, from death’s prison
Jesus Christ
is risen!
Tell your
heart stop fretting,
be its pain
forgetting,
there’s no
need for dread;
He has
quenched the fire,
risen to
inspire,
Jesus, who
was dead.
He broke free,
his bride
may she
likewise all
her foes be smiting,
be in God
delighting.
If your
sins are many,
Christ
says: every penny
of the debt
is paid.
Anger off
is driven,
grace now
freely given,
be no more dismayed;
Jesus died,
and swept
aside
all death’s
wrath and tribulation
for your sole
salvation.
Sin, can
you but glower?
Hell, where
is your power?
Death, where
is your sting?
Christ is
fully glorious,
I am now
victorious,
them he
down did fling!
God, who
gave
at Jesu’s
grave
us this
victory amazing,
we will e’er
be praising.
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