1 Morning breaks upon the tomb;
Jesus scatters all its gloom;
Day of triumph through the skies
See the glorious Saviour rise.
2 Ye who are of death afraid,
Triumph in the scattered shade,
Drive your anxious fears away,
See the place where Jesus lay!
3 Christians, dry your flowing tears,
Chase your unbelieving fears;
Look on His deserted grave,
Doubt no more His power to save.
Amen.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Morning breaks upon the tomb |
| Title: | Morning Breaks upon the Tomb |
| Author: | William Bengo Collyer |
| Publication Date: | 1937 |